Chapters (64)
- Other titles by Anne McCaffreyPublished by Ballantine Books:
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Contents
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- INTRODUCTION
- PROLOGUE
- At a Gather—6.15.30
- Part 1
- Turnover at Landing—1.1.31 Present Pass Aivas—Aivas Adjusted Turn 2553
- Benden Weyr—1.1.31
- Southern Hold—1.1.31
- Healer Hall—1.1.31
- Back at Landing—1.2.31
- Fort Hold—late night—1.1.31
- Fort Hold Runner Station—1.2.31
- Keroon Printer Hall—1.3.31
- Benden Weyr—midday—1.3.31
- Monaco Bay Weyr—five days later—1.8.31
- Part 2
- Ruatha Hold—local time 12:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Telgar Weyr—local time 4:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Benden Weyr—local time 6:04 in the morning—1.9.31
- Harper Hall—local time 1:00 in the morning—1.9.31
- Landing—local time 10:12 mid-morning—1.9.31
- In the Conference Room at Landing—1.9.31
- Monaco Weyr—10:22 in the morning—Timing it
- In the Conference Room at Landing—local time 1:10–1.9.31
- Sunrise Cliff Seahold—timed-back
- In the Conference Room—local time 2:12 at Landing—1.9.31
- Back at Landing—local time—3:40
- Harper Hall—5:00 in the morning, and Southern Hold—2:00 in the morning–1.9.31
- Landing—late afternoon—1.9.31
- Same time at Keroon Printer Hall—local time 11:15—1.9.31
- Later, on an unusually bright evening at Landing, Sunrise Cliff, and Honshu Hold—1.9.31
- Part 3
- Honshu—1.10.31
- Circle Runner Station—1.18.31
- Harper Hall
- Benden Weyr—
- Benini Hold—east Monaco and Honshu—1.20.31
- Harper Hall—1.28.31
- Honshu Hold—2.1.31
- Fort Hold—2.13.31
- Printer Hall at Wide Bay—same night
- Honshu Hold—2.9.31
- Night at Wide Bay—2.9.31
- Ruatha Hold—late evening—2.9.31
- Core Hold—two days before Council Meeting—2.26.31
- Part 4
- Honshu Weyrhold—2.26–27.31
- Council Meeting at Telgar Hold—3.1.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.01.31
- Interim at Benden and elsewhere
- Honshu Weyrhold—time passing slowly
- Landing—3.21.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.21.31
- Southern Hold—3.23.31
- Honshu Weyrhold—3.27.31
- Benden Weyr—3.27.31
- Cove Hold—same day, same approximate time
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“I don’t know how big the tsunami will be. That depends on the shoreline and what might deflect or diffract it, but Monaco—” He pointed to the map still up in the right-hand corner of the big screen. “—will be inundated, flooded.” He gestured with his fingers, west, north, and east. “The force of the impact will send the tsunami in every direction.” He shook his head again as much in denial as emphasis. Then he took F’lessan by the sleeve with one hand as he reached out for T’gellan with the other, giving the Weyrleader’s shoulder a resolute shake, his expression was filled with compassion. “You must evacuate the coastal holds to the hills, to high ground. The harbor, too!” He put a hand to his forehead, obviously marshalling his thoughts. “Stinar, are there maps of the coastlines we can access?”
“There are,” said a gruff new voice, rising above the stutter of printers and the low anxious murmuring of frightened people in the office, “and I have them.” Master Idarolan stood in the doorway.
Mirrim wasn’t the only one to stare blankly at him. F’lessan felt a sense of relief. They’d need the retired Masterfishman more right now than at any time in his resourceful life. Fleetingly he realized that the captain had probably been taking his usual morning weather scan: the deck of his hold in Nerat was above the sea, facing east, and he might well have seen the comet. If it had been visible at Benden Weyr, it had probably been visible to anyone looking in the right direction. Master Idarolan could have seen it from Nerat’s Ankle.
“But how …” F’lessan stammered.
“The Weyrleaders required my presence,” and Idarolan winked at F’lessan before turning to T’gellan. “You’ve a lot to do, Weyrleader, and we won’t stand in your way. You, bronze riders—.” He paused significantly. “You will need to make good time,” and he stressed that word, “to get all accomplished or so the Benden Weyrleaders inform me and you!” He made a sweeping gesture for the dragonriders to make their exits. As they started to move, he added, “Warn Portmaster Zewe to ring the Dolphin Bell and get any ships in harbor out to sea. It won’t be as dangerous offshore.”
They were out the door by then, hearing his gruff voice saying, “And I need your best mathematician and the use of a computer that isn’t talking to the Yokohama!”
“Does that mean we’re to time it?” Mirrim asked T’gellan in a hushed tone as soon as they were past Tunge, who had not recovered from the multiple shocks.
“What else?” F’lessan asked, right behind her, hauling Tai along beside him.
“How else could we do what is to be done?” T’gellan added as he dragged his weyrmate into a near run. “Yes, Ramoth just confirmed it to Monarth.”