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Zusatztext “Personable characters and superb storytelling make this an excellent choice. . . . Essential for Pern fans of all ages.” — Library Journal (starred review) “A guaranteed pleaser [in] one of SF’s most splendid and longest-lived sagas.” — Booklist “Another delightful entry in the Pern series.” — Publishers Weekly Informationen zum Autor Anne McCaffrey , one of the world’s most popular authors, is best known for her Dragonriders of Pern® series. She was the first woman to win the two top prizes for science fiction writing, the Hugo and Nebula awards. She was also given the American Library Association’s Margaret A. Edwards Award for Lifetime Literary Achievement in Young Adult Fiction, was inducted into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame, and was named a Science Fiction Writers of America Nebula Grand Master. Born in Cambridge, Massachusetts, in 1926, McCaffrey relocated to Ireland in the 1970s, where she lived in a house of her own design, named Dragonhold-Underhill. She died in 2011. Todd McCaffrey , Anne’s son, is a computer engineer living in Los Angeles. He is currently working on a solo Dragonriders of Pern novel, Dragonsblood . Klappentext "Personable characters and superb storytelling make this an excellent choice. . . . Essential for Pern fans of all ages."-Library Journal (starred review) The son of a miner! Kindan has no expectations for any other life. He loves his lessons with the camp's harper! but music isn't part of a miner's future. He also enjoys helping out with the camp's watch-wher- a creature distantly related to dragons and uniquely suited to work in dark! cold spaces-but even that important job can't promise a future above the ground. Then disaster strikes. In one terrible instant! Kindan loses his family and the camp loses its watch-wher. It will take a new friendship and a new responsibility to teach Kindan that even a seemingly impossible dream is never out of reach . . . and that light can be found in the deepest darkness. "A guaranteed pleaser [in] one of SF's most splendid and longest-lived sagas."-Booklist "Another delightful entry in the Pern series."-Publishers Weekly CHAPTER I In early morning light I see, A distant dragon come to me. Kindan was so excited that he practically bounced as he ran up to the heights where Camp Natalon kept its drum, fire beacon, and watch. “They’re here! They’re here!” Zenor shouted down at him. Needing no further urging, Kindan put on an extra burst of speed. Breathless, he joined his friend on the peak where they kept the watch. Looking down at the valley, he could plainly see the large drays rolling ponderously up toward the main camp. Leading them were the smaller, but bright and cheerfully painted domicile wagons owned by the caravanners. From the watch heights, not only could he see all the way across the lake to the bend where the trail turned out of sight, but he could also see the fields on the far side of the lake, which had just been cleared, ready for their first planting of crops. Closer in, he could see where the trail forked, the more heavily traveled way heading up to the depot where the mined and bagged coal was stored, the lighter way leading toward the miners’ houses on the near side of the lake. Most of the houses were in three rows arranged in a U shape around a central square. The open, northern end of the U faced the road. It was there that smaller spice gardens had been planted. And it was in front of those, closer to the main square, that wedding preparations were in progress—for Kindan’s own sister’s wedding. None of those houses were “proper” houses, built to withstand Threadfall. But Threadfall was a long way off—another sixteen Turns—and the miners were glad to have the temporary comfort of their own housing, convenient to the n...
