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  1. Other titles by Anne McCaffreyPublished by Ballantine Books:
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Contents
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. INTRODUCTION
  8. PROLOGUE
  9. At a Gather—6.15.30
  10. Part 1
  11. Turnover at Landing—1.1.31 Present Pass Aivas—Aivas Adjusted Turn 2553
  12. Benden Weyr—1.1.31
  13. Southern Hold—1.1.31
  14. Healer Hall—1.1.31
  15. Back at Landing—1.2.31
  16. Fort Hold—late night—1.1.31
  17. Fort Hold Runner Station—1.2.31
  18. Keroon Printer Hall—1.3.31
  19. Benden Weyr—midday—1.3.31
  20. Monaco Bay Weyr—five days later—1.8.31
  21. Part 2
  22. Ruatha Hold—local time 12:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  23. Telgar Weyr—local time 4:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  24. Benden Weyr—local time 6:04 in the morning—1.9.31
  25. Harper Hall—local time 1:00 in the morning—1.9.31
  26. Landing—local time 10:12 mid-morning—1.9.31
  27. In the Conference Room at Landing—1.9.31
  28. Monaco Weyr—10:22 in the morning—Timing it
  29. In the Conference Room at Landing—local time 1:10–1.9.31
  30. Sunrise Cliff Seahold—timed-back
  31. In the Conference Room—local time 2:12 at Landing—1.9.31
  32. Back at Landing—local time—3:40
  33. Harper Hall—5:00 in the morning, and Southern Hold—2:00 in the morning–1.9.31
  34. Landing—late afternoon—1.9.31
  35. Same time at Keroon Printer Hall—local time 11:15—1.9.31
  36. Later, on an unusually bright evening at Landing, Sunrise Cliff, and Honshu Hold—1.9.31
  37. Part 3
  38. Honshu—1.10.31
  39. Circle Runner Station—1.18.31
  40. Harper Hall
  41. Benden Weyr—
  42. Benini Hold—east Monaco and Honshu—1.20.31
  43. Harper Hall—1.28.31
  44. Honshu Hold—2.1.31
  45. Fort Hold—2.13.31
  46. Printer Hall at Wide Bay—same night
  47. Honshu Hold—2.9.31
  48. Night at Wide Bay—2.9.31
  49. Ruatha Hold—late evening—2.9.31
  50. Core Hold—two days before Council Meeting—2.26.31
  51. Part 4
  52. Honshu Weyrhold—2.26–27.31
  53. Council Meeting at Telgar Hold—3.1.31
  54. Honshu Weyrhold—3.01.31
  55. Interim at Benden and elsewhere
  56. Honshu Weyrhold—time passing slowly
  57. Landing—3.21.31
  58. Honshu Weyrhold—3.21.31
  59. Southern Hold—3.23.31
  60. Honshu Weyrhold—3.27.31
  61. Benden Weyr—3.27.31
  62. Cove Hold—same day, same approximate time
  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. What’s next onyour reading list?

“I don’t know as I can explain,” Lessa told F’lar, “and she’s my dragon. I linked with her mind the moment I realized she had gone in answer to Golanth’s alarm. I saw what she saw, and that was too many of those wretched predators latched on to him and the green. The green was—somehow—picking them up and flinging them off. It was a—motion—that Ramoth imitated. So did the other dragons. Grabbing the felines and tossing them off the two dragons.” She rubbed her forehead as if that would clear the confused images Ramoth had projected to her rider. “F’lessan was on the ground, being viciously attacked; he’d no more than his belt knife, you know. And—Tai—was jumping from the ledge with something flaring out behind her.

“Then,” and Lessa paused, frowning, “I think Golanth shouted ‘time it’ and Ramoth saw the one feline Zaranth hadn’t deflected with her body.” Her frown deepened and she spoke slowly, measuring the words with the fleeting moment that had made all the difference. “If its jump had connected, the beast could easily have severed Golanth’s spinal cord.” A shudder ran down Lessa’s body and F’lar pulled her head against him in a tight embrace as if he could press the horror of that moment out of her mind—and his. “It had to have been Golanth. Greens don’t know the mechanics of timing it without guidance, and Golanth had done so much at Monaco and Sunrise Cliff,” Lessa said softly. “The others had just come. Even Ramoth didn’t grasp the danger immediately. So it had to have been Golanth who said ‘time it.’ He must have seen his peril through Zaranth’s eyes. Or Tai’s. And Ramoth perceived what action was imperative. To deflect the feline’s spring. I lost touch with her—and you know that sense of blankness that is between?” she asked, looking up at him, her eyes swimming with tears. “I felt that. It’s unmistakable. Ramoth timed it back to push the feline just far enough off balance so it missed its target. And didn’t kill Golanth. Oh, F’lar, if it had, F’lessan wouldn’t have been able to survive Golanth’s death. Wouldn’t have wanted to. We’d have lost them both!”

She crumpled then, having been calm, steadfast, and efficient for the past few hours. She burrowed into F’lar, struggling to hold him closer, closer, to drive away the appalling words she had just uttered.

“It’s reaction,” she sobbed. “I’m just reacting!” Tears streamed down her face; Lessa of Ruatha and Benden Weyr, she who had rarely cried, not even when Fax had slaughtered her family and everyone else in Ruatha Hold: now she wept!