31.Jan.12, 12:24 PM
Lymsleia paused. "I am saying its... The Stars guesss if she does or doesn't. The problem is that she growing older. And like women, they must have a 'limit'. To how many children they can have."
A dark hand juts out to touch the bottle. "She may or may not produce another like herself. And if something happens to her before another egg is on thsands like her... we are-- no. Pern is in trouble. Unless our star-ancestors show up or something."
She didn't exactly throw up her hands but she did stare at Allendris. "Glass-smith." she used his title in stead of his name. "Have you ever been in love?"
A dark hand juts out to touch the bottle. "She may or may not produce another like herself. And if something happens to her before another egg is on thsands like her... we are-- no. Pern is in trouble. Unless our star-ancestors show up or something."
She didn't exactly throw up her hands but she did stare at Allendris. "Glass-smith." she used his title in stead of his name. "Have you ever been in love?"