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Chap. 13  School Daze Right between my wings  Raventh said. K’ndar reached between the fast growing wings and searched around til the dragonet’s eyes began whirling. He scratched…and scratched…and scratched. If I’m not careful I’m going to take the meat right off! Will it stop itching? he asked. I don’t know, but I bet I’ll…

Chap 12  The Legacy No one minded that it was raining hard. Rain killed Thread and this weather pattern seemed to promise that it would continue through the next Threadfall, giving every dragonrider a break from his Thread fighting duties. B’rant and the Weyr’s harper had spent much of the week discussing the traditions of…

Chap 11 Meeting an Oldtimer ________________________________________________________________________ K’ndar had never felt so strange. He still had contact with Raventh. But the brown dragonet was thinking purely as a dragon as he flew away, accompanied by his clutchmates and adult dragons. They were taking the young dragons out to teach them how to hunt. Raventh was uncharacteristically…

Chap. 10  Oops The night sky was full of stars. K’ndar, sitting on the beach, was mesmerized by the soft rush of the sea. The moons shone their silvery light on the surf. He could not get over the ocean. Having been born out on the steppe, he’d never seen it until he came to…

Chap 9  Impressing the Dragon The chorus of humming dragons outside the hatching cavern reverberated inside it. The subsonics vibrated right to the marrow.  The Queen lay curled up, close to her eggs. Her eyes, whirling sapphire blue, told of her approval of the group of candidates before her. He was amazed at her size.…

Chap. 8 The Hijacking Lord Dorn called in Leif, his Captain of the Guard. “Kahrain Steppe Weyr is sending us a young man named Betzil. His father is a small craftholder beholden to us. This young man was accused of stealing marks from his father and worse, raping a drudge in his hall and escaping…

Chap. 7  The Unmasking The Craftsman requested to speak with the Weyrleader and B’rant, the Weyrling Master. A young teen stood by his side, nervously clutching a pack. “My Lord, I apologize for being here so late. I’m a cheesemaker from the Lay River Crafthall. My son, here, was chosen on your last Search but…

Chap. 6 The Family Reunion Kandar saw his sister in amongst the crowd before his family saw him. His heart leaped in his chest. Until that moment, he hadn’t realized how much he’d missed them, well, all of them save his father. He was relieved that Hanliss had not come. He didn’t want his upcoming…

Thief in the Night (2) “Oscoral?”Drul, the drudge, tugged gently on the night baker’s sleeve. She had to look up and up-the man was at least 6″6. “Let me guess. He’s back.”  She nodded, dumbly.  “And he’s mad, right? Because you failed to nick a pie for him last night?” Again, she nodded.  His smile…

Chap. 4  The Thief in the Night “That’s the second time this week that we’ve been short a loaf ofbread.” Hariko, the headwoman said. The dining hall, just outside the bakery, was noisy with the sound of riders and Weyr residents eating breakfast. Oscoral, the night baker was emphatic. “I KNOW how many we baked.”…