Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #76: "Rebirth"
She ate, without appetite. Listened, without caring. Lived... no, not that.
The painfully hot sands were a welcome distraction from her pain, perhaps enough to mask her grief from the hatchlings. It seemed it was, for the young queen was moving inexorably towards her, wanting her, ignorant of her emptiness and all too prepared to follow Wirenth and lose her self in the between of Brekke's soul.
Could she forget Wirenth, find herself anew in the fragments? What a terrible possibility! She wouldn't choose it, couldn't, but could she stop it?
And then Berd was there, guiding her safely home.
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