Mawgrim

Thank you. It was a difficult scene to write but I’m glad it worked.

Damn! All this timing has got me confused. You're right. Thanks for pointing that out. Corrected now!

The dragons that hatched from Ramoth's first clutch were sent ten Turns back in time so that they would have time to mature enough to come back and fight Thread. They could stay in the past for as long as they needed, then return just three days after they'd left in the present time. (Before Lessa went back to fetch the other five Weyrs, this was the only way F'lar could think of to breed enough dragons to give them a fighting chance of keeping Pern Thread free.) So, from N'bras's point of view, he Impressed Genlorth, then spent four Turns in training. Meanwhile Prideth, who also came from the same clutch, grew up sufficiently to mate and lay her own clutch, also in the south. This happened around two and a half Turns after they all went south and is when H'rek Impressed Rioth. They stayed there for another Turn and a half before coming back to Benden in the present Turn, but only three days later in real time. Hence all the messing with people's heads and N'bras finding out his mother had been dead for three Turns. In 'Dragonflight' it's mentioned that the only rider who was allowed to come back (to report) during that time was F'nor. The experiment was abandoned because living in two times at once left everyone permanently exhausted. it confuses me just writing about it!

Glad they are finding some reason to celebrate in the middle of lockdown ( and finding a use for all those loo rolls). I reckon some people will still be getting through their stockpiled provisions in a few years from now.

Been there, done that. A very uncomfortable and slow to heal injury.

They aren't quite ready to accept yet that things have changed, but I agree, they need to try and adapt.

The infirmary was never a pleasant place to begin, especially directly after Threadfall. D’gar went back to his weyr first and soaked in the hot water, hoping it might make his shoulder feel better. It helped a little, although as he dressed, he realised he was still going to need some treatment. Oh well, at least some time had passed, so they’d have finished with the minor scores. Besides, he needed to check on J’rud, so he could get it seen to while he was there. Herebeth flew him across a

Did Kevin borrow Christine's hairdryer to dry out poor Maude's fur? He should definitely delete the video footage, in case someone sees it. It was a tragic accident, but Christine's not going to believe that, especially as Kevin wasn't fond of the cat.

Jason might have been a bit naive there. Joanna was obviously after his body!

‘So, now you’ve taken it apart and cleaned everything - plus checked for any corrosion - what do we do next?’ S’brin was evidently enjoying his stint as instructor during this practical session in flamethrower maintenance. He’d been taking them apart since he was around twelve Turns old, so he had been the obvious choice to lead the lesson. The Weyrlingmaster tried to give each of his charges a chance to shine and since S’brin hadn’t been in any trouble for a good sevenday, he’d decided that tod

Lovely chapter. Here in the UK during lockdown, everyone went out into the street at 8pm each Thursday to show our appreciation for the NHS (National Health Service) by clapping, cheering and bashing pans. It really brought people together (in a socially distanced way) and it was quite sad when it stopped.

I've only ever seen them sold in cinemas or at fairs in the UK.

‘Thread’s definitely been falling down south.’ H’rek had returned to their weyr, tired and grubby from his reconnaissance trip. ‘We’d been sent to track down herdbeasts that had escaped from the plateau and we landed close to this watering hole. There was a carcass there; well, half of one, to be precise. Looked like the poor beast had been caught by Thread but managed to get itself into the water before it was totally devoured. Strange thing was, there were quite a few bushes around the shore,

I can envision Kevin getting carried away with his YouTube channel, trying to get more views and likes. Glad Christine is going to be OK. She dealt with that in a very mature way.

I remember Richmond Odeon well. It was a lovely cinema. Didn’t realize any cinemas in the UK had the sliding roof feature, although I know quite a few in warmer and sunnier climates did. I was lucky enough to visit Tooting Granada and Finsbury Park Astoria with the Cinema Theatre Association. Beautiful examples of 1930s architecture.

‘Twenty-four hour cinema; that’s what we’ll give ‘em.’ You can imagine them at head office; those bastards who get fat on their expense account lunches and never set foot in a real cinema, and certainly never work weekends, or Bank Holidays or Christmas Day for God’s sake. ‘Great idea.’ Some little yes man or woman pipes up to endorse the idea. ‘Well, all the supermarkets are doing it these days. I’m thinking your average person; shift workers, students, insomniacs, all nipping in to

When a cinema company piles extra work onto their long-suffering projectionists, is it any wonder some of them go totally crazy?

What a cliffhanger!

The secret lives of married couples...

Funerals or ill health of someone close often make us think about our own mortality. This is Mike's wake up call, so he doesn’t end up like his brother. An interesting beginning, with lots of backstory and the feeling that Mike's new life starts here.

Really enjoying this story and finding out more about this quirky family.

Rita is a real menace. Loved the plot development in this chapter and the new characters. Feel a lot of sympathy for Rick and how he is trapped in small-town life. Marta sounds like an interesting character too, trapped in her own way by parents who want her to be interested in music rather than practical things.

I know. I feel a bit like that myself while I am writing it. However, as I've been getting further along with 'Gone Away, Gone Ahead' I kept wanting to fill in more of D'gar (and S'brin's) backstory from the character notes I'd made, so here it is.

Dragons grew fast. In their first month, they ate, slept and expanded rapidly. It seemed to D’gar that all his waking hours were spent butchering meat, making sure Herebeth didn’t gorge and choke on it, then bathing and oiling his dragon’s hide. Everyone else was in the same boat, of course, although the two brown dragons in the clutch grew steadily larger than their blue and green siblings. ‘Bronzes are even harder work,’ the Weyrlingmaster told D’gar and G’tash cheerfully. ‘You should be g

After D'gar and S'brin have Impressed their dragons, they move into the weyrling barracks to begin the process of becoming fully-fledged dragonriders.