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"It's strange..." A'ros muttered to himself as he frowned.
"
What's strange?" His andalusite-celestial weyrling, Krinoth asked as he looked up at his chosen.
"Back when...when I got this," He said, pointing to the threadscore scar over his right eye. "Just before the Thread fell. Well, I remember seeing something, out of the corner of my eye. This may sound weird, but it kinda looked like an andalusite-celestial dragon, like you. Except, I know it
couldn't be, because you weren't even hatched then."
A'ros smiled softly. "It's even stranger, because I
remember it happening, but until now, I don't remember remembering, as odd as that sounds." He sighed. "I think I'm going crazy, Krinoth."
The weyrling rumbled. "
Of course you're not. If you were crazy, I wouldn't have Impressed you."
A'ros grinned. "Gee, thanks Krinoth."