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Zusatztext Praise for Todd McCaffrey “The [Pern] torch has been passed and burns more brightly than ever.”— Publishers Weekly ! on Dragonsblood “Highly recommended . . . strong storytelling.”— Library Journal (starred review)! on Dragonheart Informationen zum Autor Todd McCaffrey is the bestselling author of the Pern novels Dragonsblood and Dragonheart , and the co-author, with his mother, Anne McCaffrey, of Dragon’s Kin , Dragon’s Fire , and Dragon Harper . A computer engineer, he currently lives in Los Angeles. Having grown up in Ireland with the epic of the Dragonriders of Pern,® he is bursting with ideas for new stories of that world, its people, and its dragons. Klappentext With a cast of beloved characters from previous Pern novels, Dragongirl is another triumph for Todd McCaffrey-and a riveting chapter for the Dragonriders of Pern. Young Fiona, rider of the gold queen Talenth, has returned with the dragons and riders who fled into the past to heal their battle wounds and prepare to fight anew the menace of Thread. Now more than three years older, Fiona is no longer a child but a woman-thrust into authority by a shocking tragedy. But leading weyrfolk who are distrustful of a young outsider will be only one of her challenges. Despite gaining reinforcements from the past, too few dragons have survived the recent plague to stem the tide of the intensifying Threadfall. As a senior Weyrwoman, Fiona must take decisive action. With the aid of Lorana, the rider who sacrificed her dragon for others, and Fiona's true love, the harper Kindan, she proposes a daring, nearly impossible plan. But if it succeeds, it just might save them all. Leseprobe ONE Heart, give voice to sing Of life on dragon wings! Fort Weyr, AL 508.2.2 It was still snowing, and cold. Fiona shivered, wishing she hadn't outgrown her warm fur-lined leathers. Back in hot Igen, heavy clothing had been out of place, but here, at Fort Weyr, it was invaluable. Her nose and lungs froze as she took another breath. Frantically, she pulled a portion of her thin scarf up to cover her nose; the air was easier to breathe that way, but her breath fogged her vision. It had been an age for her since that time--only days ago here--when the strange gold rider had come: "Get dressed," the rider had said. "We must be quick. We can't wake the others." Fiona had had only an instant to decide: a rash plunge into the unknown. Why had she taken it? But she had; and for three Turns she'd been Weyrwoman of Igen Weyr, which had been abandoned until she and the other Fort dragonriders had gone back ten Turns in time to use it as a place to grow and heal . . . She'd learned to trade, learned to fly, andlearned what it meant to be a Weyrwoman. She had nearly seventeen Turns now, but here, back in her own time, they still thought her not yet fourteen. A part of her longed for that, longed to give the responsibility for decisions to others, to rest and relax and just focus on raising her queen. Her queen. Beautiful Talenth had grown, had become a queen in all her glory, ready for her first mating flight, ready to add her hatchlings to the dragons of Pern. When Fiona had realized that, had really understood, she had turned to T'mar. The bronze rider had been her mentor, her trainer, and the Weyrleader of the small group of injured and immature riders who had accompanied her back in time. He had been theone person who could help her take that next step in becoming a queen rider. There was a bond between them, she knew it. More than shared peril, more than shared times. He had a piece of her heart, freely given. But, she thought with a breath of the cold air,he didn't have it all. Kindan. He was also there, on her horizon. As ...
