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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?

“You knew about this?” he demanded of Tai, recalling her whispered reassurance under the ramp.

“Me?” she was affronted. “I’m certainly the last one they’d tell. Zaranth can’t keep secrets from Golanth or you.”

“PUT MY DRAGON DOWN!”

It doesn’t hurt, Golanth replied, peering down at his rider, as he was supported in midair by the other dragons. I’m high enough to go between.

You can’t go between without your rider; Monarth said and Golanth began to descend.

Stop! Golanth cried to reduce the pressure that was putting him back down on the terrace stones. That’s better. Be careful of me! I’m not a feline to be tossed about any old way. Shaking his head, he righted himself and looked around for F’lessan. Why can’t I do it to myself?

We don’t know—yet! Arwith replied, blinking her lids with puzzled embarrassment. Queens were supposed to know everything.

“We’re lucky we’ve got this far,” T’lion shouted. “Get aboard!”

As Golanth crouched to allow him to mount, F’lessan hesitated.

“I’ll try it from the left,” he said and, trying to disguise his limp, hauled himself up to the neck ridge, though his left leg hung down stiffly straight.

Are you ready, F’lessan? Monarth said. This time we’ll lift Golanth high enough for safe passage between.

Where?

Swimming. We’re to get Golanth in the water, too, Tai said.

You’re expected at Cove Hold today, Path told Golanth.

I can swim at Cove Hold, too, you know, he replied.

And Erragon has something for you to bring back. I don’t think he needs all of us, you know, Path added in an aside to the other dragons.

Ramoth says we are not to take chances with them, Arwith remarked. Lift!

F’lessan, once again in the air astride his dragon, felt Golanth’s unmistakable elation. Within that joy was a core of deep fear that told F’lessan something else: as he had been hiding his fears from his dragon, Golanth had been concealing his from his rider—clowning up and down the ramp, exhausting them both so they could neither grieve nor think. Then he was aware of Zaranth on Golanth’s left side. Poised to lend him her wing if needed? Well, he would certainly choose Zaranth and Tai as wing riders. Honshu Hold receded behind them until they were well clear of it. He could see as far as the clump of holder cots, the fields they had cleared for crops, the river—and the terraces.

It is good, and Golanth gave a sigh of relief, craning his head hard left to make up for his impaired vision.