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Month 7, Day 18, Turn 24

Dear Sayaen,

It's hard to find the words to say all that I feel. When I see you all I can see is a young man now. It's hard to think that the teenager in front of me is the little brother when you visit me. I can't say any of the things I want to. Upon that Hatching day four turns ago, new colors began to hatch into the world, and the old colors had changed. With these changes came my beautiful Tavarith. Black, but she was all the queen the Weyr had. She was the hope of the Weyr - but I didn't know that. All I knew was that she was beautiful, and mine... and then I was gone, into nightmares and sleep.

When I woke up, it seemed like that had happened an instant ago, that Tavarith would be a Hatching. But she wasn't. She was gorgeous and gigantic and an adult, on her second clutch. I loved her, but she had changed so much - and so, apparently, had I. Not physically, I had already been a women grown… but when Flights happened, my body forgot my mind was asleep. How do you think it would be to wake up and believe you had never even touched a man, and to have your dragon tell you there is a child of yours running around somewhere? It's impossible to believe - it has been four turns for you, but even now only a few months to my mind.

The world has changed - I went to sleep with a Weyr struggling to survive but as normal as anywhere else on Pern. I awoke to something that has been changed by the world changing around it. A book all about worshipping the Meteor that nearly killed us all is popular in the Holds. The fire-lizards are awash with different colors... as are the dragons. Holdless are running rampant, destroying some holds, and leaving us to clean up their mess and gain watch-whers that have the same problem. I looked out my ledge one night, and there was a watch-wher that was silver patrolling.

The new animals and effects that some of the new creatures have caused... its so new to me. It's hard to keep my head above it all. The change that just four turns has made is amazing and you who have grown with it don't see it. If it weren't for Tavarith I don't know where I would find the courage to get out of bed. But I do - and as it is, I have spent too much time on this letter that I don't even know if I shall ever give to you. Little brother - I don't know when I'll catch up to time. But I am glad that, older as you are, you are a steady influence in my life, free from the politics the Weyr seems filled with. It is difficult to catch up to being the proper Weyrwoman I should be - but I will do it. I will make sure this is one home that we never lose.

Love, your sister,
Raeya, rider of Black Tavarith
Senior Weyrwoman of Ierne-M'genathril Weyr

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