Weyr Life Drabbles - Prompt word #51: "Water"
The wingrider slithered down his dragon's flank and squelched across the bowl, leaving a trail of small puddles behind him.
"H'koll."
The weyrlingmaster squinted through the drizzle. "Even worse over Tillek then?"
"Aye. F'ren says they won't need your weyrlings today. Some Thread's getting through, but most's just drowned tar. They've stone enough to last the Fall."
H'koll nodded, and dismissed the disappointed weyrlings. These were distracting, unpredictable conditions, and as eager as the weyrlings were, there'd be better days for their first taste of Threadfall.
Unblooded youngsters, all of them. They'd get their chance to fight far too soon.
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