The Fall had been exhausting, like every other Fall. Unlike every
other Fall he'd flown so far, ferrying firestone stacks to the Wings
above, this one had had Lanceth pulling off a fantastic twisting dive,
catching a clump that had slipped through before it could fall into
the path of another Weyrling! L'eo could still feel the strain from
it in his own legs and back, and he was definitely going to give his
blue some pampering after everything was settled and taken care of.
The pair landed heavily in the Weyr Bowl with the rest of the Weyrling
Wing, waiting with those who hadn't sustained any injuries for any
further instructions before being dismissed.
"Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the goal of arriving safely
in a prettily preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways in a
shower of gravel and party shards, thoroughly used, utterly exhausted,
and loudly proclaiming: "F*** ME, that Rocked!!" -unknown