I GOT THE CLUE!

[Admin]

The music has died,
You're ready to run,
But you don't have a clue,
This party hasn't ended yet.

"I wasn't aware this existed;" W'al commented. He stood back, as per usual, with his hands folded behind his back in a military position that he managed to make look nonmilitary with his intrigued smile. He felt no need to encroach upon the fervent hunting of Fajra. He was not taking part. He was simply helping.

"I was;" came the simple reply. Of course she knew. She knew about almost everything that went on in her Weyr, aside from the personal relations stuff. She stayed out of that. She had no interest in which person P'nay, who she did know the reputation and habits of despite no interest, had gotten into bed with last.

The last clue of the hunt had led them to a more out of the way location around the Weyr, and had the Weyrwoman busy looking around the metal panes that heated B'nyur's garden. It had said under. She worked to lift them apart, smiling tightly when W'al came to help her. He backed off. She was going to do it herself!

Kalith, as usual, acted as guard, perched on the edge of the path, which was far to small for her to comfortably walk. Kerath circled above, pretending to be watchful for an intruders upon their correct guess with her.

You're hiding from yourself,
Yes, you are,
Yes, you are,
Like golden rays of sun in the cloud.

[4horseshowgirl4]

There is a piece of paper under one of the panes, one closest to the thyme and dill. The clue it held was rather shorter than the others, but at least it named a specific place. Or, at least, if anyone could figure out what secret meaning it hid!

We're glad you found this before it began to decompose
You'll find F'let's clothing under someone's ripped pillows!