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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The bronze rider. The one who carried you. I thought about bringing you here myself, and Zaranth’s eyelids lowered apologetically, but it’s one thing to do it because it’s the only thing to DO but I couldn’t risk dropping you and I’m not quite that good at it as I should be—to try lifting you carefully. So, first he will let you touch Golanth; this side isn’t as bad. Golanth knows that you are here. You will touch Golanth and tell him that you have seen F’lessan. He will believe you!
When T’lion duly returned, he supported Tai while she placed her hands on the bronze’s side, carefully avoiding the grooves in Golanth’s right shoulder that might, had they been a little higher, a little deeper, have ended the bronze dragon’s life. And F’lessan’s, too.
She blinked back more tears. This time death had not robbed her again of those she loved. She wasn’t certain just how Golanth had escaped: the feline had been leaping in exactly the right arc/trajectory to land on Golanth’s spine, teeth bared, talons extended. But somehow it had missed and she was profoundly grateful.
She spread her fingers on uninjured parts of Golanth’s sun-warmed hide. She found a place where she could lean her forehead on his rib cage. She felt a rumble from Golanth and then a thought.
You have come.
F’lessan is weaker than you are, Golanth, so they will not bring him to you. But I have held his hand, I have spoken with him. Now I will tell him that I have touched you. And you will both start feeling better and healing as fast as possible. Do you hear me?
I hear you. The body beneath her hands heaved slightly and she felt him sigh. I hear F’lessan. He wants to know if you are coming back. Now that I have seen you and Zaranth, I’ll be right back.
“This may have been too much for you, Tai,” T’lion said, picking her up. “I swear you feel lighter.”
“That’s as well for you then,” she said.
“I’m stronger than I look, you know,” he replied firmly as he carried her back into the weyrhold and down the hall.
“I must go back to F’lessan.”
“Oh, I’m taking you there as fast as I can. And you must drink what Sagassy has concocted for you. Maybe even get F’lessan to sip some.”
Which Tai did, after she had assured him of Golanth’s condition. Most of the time he slept, his fingers twined in hers in a grip which alternately made her weep or feel intense pride that, of all the humans he knew, it was she whom he wanted by him.