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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
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Lessa echoed that surprise when she repeated the message to the other riders grouped around her. “Well, Master Wansor certainly should be there, and that journeyman of his—what’s his name?”

“Erragon,” F’lessan said.

“Erragon, to see what the Yoko reports,” Lessa finished.

“I’ll go, too, for Benden’s sake,” F’lessan offered gallantly. “Sellie—” He caught the arm of his second son, Sellessan—technically he should call him S’lan, as the boy’d impressed a brown two Turns ago—who had sneaked out to see what was causing the commotion. The boy was as curious as F’lessan had been as a youngster. “Run get my flying gear. First table on the left.” The boy raced to obey.

“Erragon has that big telescope,” F’nor said.

“He’d’ve been off watch at dawn,” F’lessan said with a grimace. “Two hours ago at least.”

“Wouldn’t he have seen such a phenomenon?” Lessa asked, gesturing overhead. Just as it seemed the splashings were gone, a fresh burst exploded into the predawn sky. “It just couldn’t appear out of nowhere, could it?”

“There have been reports of other such things,” F’nor said, dismissively enough to reassure Brekke, who was shivering beside him. “Let’s go back inside.”

“It’ll go away because it isn’t being watched?” Brekke asked, regarding him with an affectionate smile, but she went with him.

“Well, I’ll find out what Yoko thinks it is,” F’lessan said. Summoning Golanth from his ledge, he didn’t take his eyes off the long ribbons in the sky as he shrugged into the riding gear S’lan had brought him and crammed on his helmet. “Thanks, son.”

“It’s not going to fall on the Weyr,” S’lan asked, gulping nervously, “is it?”

“Mnementh says not.” F’lar gave his grandson a reassuring look. “Go finish your breakfast, young S’lan.”

Obediently the brown rider moved away.

“I’d like to see what Yoko reports, F’lar,” F’lessan murmured. “It may just be skimming the atmosphere, which is what’s causing all the bright trails.”

“But you’re not sure,” Lessa said, craning her head around to look at her tall son’s face.

“No, but there’s a great deal about the skies of Pern that I don’t know,” he admitted with one of his ingenuous smiles.

“I thought you were using those fancy new binoculars you got from Jancis,” she said.

“So I am, Lessa, so I am,” he agreed as Golanth dropped elegantly to the floor of the Bowl just beyond the riders, “but they’re at Honshu! So we’ll go to Landing, where I can learn what this is all about.” With an agile leap, he vaulted to the back of his bronze.

Lessa blinked. “Oh! Talina’s Arwith says that T’gellan is going to Landing, too.”