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Zusatztext PRAISE FOR ANNE McCAFFREY AND TODD McCAFFREY Dragon’s Time “SF grand master McCaffrey and her son Todd combine their prodigious storytelling talents to craft a complex tale of desperation and sacrifice! love and loss.”— Library Journal (starred review) Dragon’s Fire “These fabled dragons still cast a spell.”— Publishers Weekly Dragon Harper “Captivating . . . The McCaffreys are well known for their brilliant characterizations! and they do not disappoint here.”— Booklist Informationen zum Autor Anne McCaffrey and Todd McCaffrey Klappentext NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER Scores of dragons are dead after plague swept across the world of Pern, and now the Weyrs are struggling to rebuild before Threadfall destroys everything-and everyone-left alive. Their best hope lies with a group of new dragonriders who have volunteered to brave the dangers of an unexplored island populated by vicious wild felines and voracious tunnel-snakes to create a safe home for their young dragons, whose offspring will hopefully replenish Pern's decimated population. But their leader, Xhinna, the first female rider of a blue dragon, faces an uphill battle to win the respect of her peers, especially after tragedy leaves the new colony reeling. The way forward seems to lie with the awesome ability of the dragons to travel through time. But that power comes with risks: By venturing into the past, Xhinna may jeopardize the very future she has sworn to save. "Memorable characters and a good balance of individual dramas and large-scale action make this a strong addition to the Pern saga."-Library Journal "Longtime fans will enjoy the latest adventures of the cheerful dragonriders and their colorful mounts."-Publishers Weekly "McCaffrey will be remembered, rightly, as one of science fiction's grand masters."-TordotcomOne A Dark Dream in Blue This was not how it happened. For one, the two moons were not in the sky: Belior and Timor had set long ago and it was early morning. But here, now, in her dream, the moons bathed the plain with their eerie light and awkward double shadows. In her dream she could see under the ground. She could see tunnels and hives, teeming with life as the six-legged, slithering tunnel snakes dug their way to their prize--the dragon eggs nestled on the surface in sand-filled beds that were not nearly as safe as their guardians had believed. The dragon eggs that were the hope of Pern. She wanted to shout, to scream a warning, but she was ghostlike, standing horrified sentinel over her sleeping form. Above in the night sky, the Red Star pulsed malignantly far beyond the two pale moons. When the Red Star drew closer, Thread would fall. Thread. Voracious, all-consuming. A touch of it burnt through flesh and clothing, even tough dragon-hide. It could drain a lush valley of all life in a day. Unchecked, it would consume all life on Pern. It drowned in water, froze on ice--and perished by flaming dragon’s breath. Without the dragons these eggs held, there would be too few dragons left to protect the world from Thread. Even in her dream, Xhinna felt her blue dragon, Tazith, stir and try to follow her feelings. She turned to where he lay sprawled nearby and smiled. She was the first woman to ride blue in all memory, and as she looked at him, her heart swelled with love and pride. Brown dragons and bronzes always chose male riders, just as the gold queen dragons chose female riders. According to Tradition, the blues and greens were also ridden only by males. But times had changed. A sickness had risen, a sickness that killed dragons. They had fallen by the hundreds even as the first Fall of Thread in the new Third Pass required dragons to fly and flame to save Pern. It was onl...
