“Another rush of wings, and this time bronze dragons entered, depositing the girls who were candidates for the queen egg. Menolly tried to figure out which one is Brekke, but they all looked very aware and healthy. Hadn’t the weyrwomen remarked that morning how Brekke just lay like someone dead?”
“Brekke didn’t want to live, and they have to find some way to make her. Losing her dragon was like losing half herself, and it hadn’t been Brekke’s fault.”