Storyteller

Aislinn the Bard

Gone away, gone ahead
Echoes away, gone unanswered
Empty, open, dusty, dead
Where have all the weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyr to wind and weather
Setting herdbeast free from tether
Gone our safeguards, gone–but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why, the empty weyr?