A book that lives up to its dragon-sized reputation as Lessa of Ruatha flies golden Ramoth and becomes Weyrwoman of Benden Weyr... and not a moment to soon as the Red Star that heralds death bloodies the skies of Pern. Of course, time and space are connected - which made the job of finding a way to save Pern from the Threads far more manageable. But the world is not won yet, nor will it ever be so long as the spores fall from their alien world.
Drummer, beat, Piper, blow,
Harper, strike, Soldier, go,
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Till the dawning Red Star passes.
From the Weyr and from the Bowl,
Bronze and brown and blue and green,
Rise the dragonmen of Pern,
Aloft, on wing; seen, then unseen.
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