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Fort Weyr held a feast to celebrate the end of the Pass. But despite the abundant food and wine, the dancing torchlight and the bright music, K'lon found the evening a solemn occasion. He and A'murry stood at the fringe, leaning shoulder-to-shoulder, quietly observing.
More of us should be here, K'lon thought. More should have lived to see this day.
A burst of laughter caught his attention. Glancing up, he saw B'lerion catch Oklina by the waist and twirl her.
But the world keeps turning, K'lon thought with a wry smile, and rested his head against A'murry's.
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