Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #73: "Light"
K'van stands proudly, free of his crutches at last. He's still the smallest in the class and has a lot of catching up to do, but he's determined to do just as well as the others in today's drill.
The Weyrlingmaster beckons him forward, and gestures for another lad to pick up the waiting sack of firestone. It's barely enough for a green, but it looks pretty big from K'van's perspective, and even bigger and heavier as it hurtles through the air towards him.
A sack that size ought to feel light, easy... but he wonders if it ever will.
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