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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H’nor and old brown Ranneth were on night duty on Telgar’s Rim when the rider saw the tiny sparkles of light low on the horizon in the southeast. He blinked and turned away. Couldn’t be the Red Star, he knew too well how that looked. Besides which, it couldn’t be in the east: it had been nor-nor-west when it had been skewed out of its old orbit. It wouldn’t be in a position to drop sharding Thread on Pern ever again. No way that sharding thing could bounce back east.
He took up the binoculars—now required watchrider equipment—and focused carefully on the sparkles. They were like a shower; could they be coming from one place before disappearing? That wasn’t what the Turn’s End Ghosts looked like: they were pale and strung out across the sky. Furthermore, the Ghosts were much farther north, nearer the ice regions. He had an uneasy feeling.
H’nor rose from his comfortable position on the upper arm of his brown Ranneth, eyeglass still focused on the brilliant showers. There was another long one. Definitely not Ghosts. Burned too long.
What is it? Ranneth demanded, coming out of his doze. A brown of many Turns, he slept when and where he could, but his rider’s alarm was palpable. He turned his head in the direction H’nor faced and was equally startled, rearing back on his haunches. It is fire but what could stay alight so high above Pern?
H’nor gulped. I don’t know.
Sometimes metal fell from the sky, large enough to cause damage. Like the big hole at Circle Runner Station.
Knowing that the Dawn Sisters had been the ships that had brought the Ancients to Pern had not been easy for H’nor to assimilate. Learning about Aivas had also been unsettling. He was too old for such complications. He wanted no flaming things falling down before he and Ranneth could retire to a warm and comfortable weyr on the Southern continent.
As watchrider, he did have a duty to sound an alarm for any unusual occurrence and this ranked in that category.
Tell Willerth, H’nor told Ranneth. The old brown rider was glad that the Weyrleadership of Telgar had changed recently, to a younger bronze rider, J’fery. Old R’mart had become quite difficult before he’d gone to the Southern Weyr for less onerous duties. Bedella and her queen, who hadn’t risen to mate in three Turns, had gone with him. Tell Ramoth while you’re at it. Benden’s supposed to know.
I will also tell Tiroth at Cove Hold.
Yes, yes, tell them, too. They should know all about such things.
Benden Weyr—local time 6:04 in the morning—1.9.31
The watchdragon reared back on his haunches and bugled a warning, as bright sparks appeared almost directly overhead in the sky.