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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“All I know is she got them. Sometime before we had to leave Monaco ahead of the first tsunami wave and before we got to Landing.” She shook her head back and forth on the mattress, vaguely waving one hand. “I was so tired by then. I don’t know how long T’lion kept us timing it, back and forth—” Her voice trailed off.
He kissed the side of her mouth and nibbled at her lips. “Did you ever ask her? I mean, later, when all the furor had died down and we could start thinking again?”
“No.”
“Could we ask her now?”
“I don’t think she knows. But I’ll ask her.” Her eyes took on the unfocused look of a rider speaking to a dragon. She blinked and gave a little laugh. “She says she knew I’d want them before they floated away so she just brought them to me.”
F’lessan thought that over, not much the wiser.
“Well, does she know how she moves the trundlebugs? The ones at Benini Hold?”
“Oh,” Tai said, her voice less taut, “she does that with any that get close to her. She just points them in another direction.”
“How?”
This time Tai closed her eyes to speak to Zaranth. “She says she used to do it to tunnel snakes who got close to my weyr, too.”
“What could she do it to here? Now! Tonight!”
“There aren’t that many trundlebugs around here and snakes would all be holed up.”
F’lessan sat up and looked around the terrace. “Ask her to move that bench,” and he pointed to one against the wall, “here.” He patted the ground beside him.
“The bench is not threatening you and it won’t climb into your nose or your bed.”
“So, something has to be harmful for her to shift it?” F’lessan asked, a little vexed with Zaranth’s lack of comprehension. Then he remembered how patient Aivas had been when trying to get the fire-lizard, Farli, to go to the Yoko’s bridge, so far above Landing.
“No, just aggravating. The bench is not aggravating her.”
Swiftly, F’lessan took a bowl from the tray of refreshments they had brought out to eat while stargazing. He aimed it at Zaranth, lounging beside Golanth on the upper terrace.
“What—” was all Tai had time to say before the bowl reappeared on the tray.
Glaring at him, her fists clenched, Tai turned on her lover with more anger than he had ever seen her display.
“You may not throw things at my dragon!”
“It was aggravating of me but look how she reacted!”