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D’gar got out of bed just after dawn. Sleep had eluded him for most of the night and it wasn’t just down to the time difference between Fort and Benden. In his mind, he’d been going over the many ways yesterday might have ended better. If he’d not asked all those questions, then H’rek would never have assumed there was an easy fix to his problems. Face it, the whole mess was his own fault. And snapping J’rud’s head off like that was unforgivable. He’d only been joking around, the way he always d
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Definitely. Next chapter is the mating flight!
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It felt too soon to be embarking on another move. Three days since they’d arrived and now they were off again. At least this time, the dragons weren’t laden with goods and passengers, although everyone was taking their personal possessions. D’gar watched as rolled up tapestries and small pieces of furniture were secured to some of the dragons, thankful that he’d never been one for accumulating lots of stuff. Like any Weyr, Benden was bound to have stores, so any additional bits and pieces he nee
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They have, but only on the southern continent. When Lessa and F'nor fly to the south to try and find a place where the young dragons from Ramoth's first clutch to mature, they expect to find the land barren from Thread and are very surprised that it's lush and fertile. It's only later, during 'Dragonquest' that they realise the grubs protect against Thread and start spreading them around the north as well.
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The problem with that is Thread burrows into the ground and can spread way beyond where it landed. Can see where you are coming from, though.
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It’s well worth reading the 'Dragonriders of Pern' trilogy by Anne McCaffrey, which consists of 'Dragonflight', 'Dragonquest' and 'The White Dragon'. They were published way back in the 1970's and 80's and you can buy decent paperback copies from many online used book stores.
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D’gar woke, in his weyr, huddled under furs against the warm bulk of his still sleeping dragon. It had been easier and more comfortable to stay out here than to face the dusty decay of his once spotless sleeping chamber. Herebeth’s presence would keep away tunnel snakes too and there were probably a few of those slithering round in the darkness. Far below, lights showed where the unloading had already begun. And yes, the smell of freshly brewed klah rose up in the still, predawn air, proving tha
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It's called 'Dragon's Code' and is available on Amazon.
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Maybe not quite that many chapters, but it will certainly end up at around 70 - 80,000 words.
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Anne McCaffrey herself announced that not-for-profit fanfiction was acceptable prior to her death. There was a time it was definitely no-go, but thankfully that is in the past.
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If they went back to before someone had died, then yes, but only up to the point where they had died before. Anne McCaffrey's take on time travel was that time is basically unchangeable. If something has already happened, you can't change it and if you try to, then something else will occur so that the same event comes to pass.
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‘Riders and weyrfolk.’ T’ron’s powerful voice carried throughout the Lower Cavern at Fort Weyr, where they had all been summoned to attend an important meeting. ‘I’m aware that there has been a lot of speculation over what has been happening here during the past month…’ That was putting it lightly, D’gar thought. No matter how hard the Weyrleader and Weyrwoman had tried to keep the rumours from spreading, you couldn’t hide something the size of a queen dragon, especially not the one w
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The Eighth Pass is over. At Fort Weyr, D’gar, Herebeth’s rider faces the future without his weyrmate, lost to Thread just two Falls before the last. When Lessa brings the five Weyrs forward to the beginning of the Ninth Pass, he must face his fears, try to adapt to an altered world and take the risk of falling in love all over again.
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I will shortly be posting a much longer story in this series, with some of the same characters and a few new ones as well.
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Rioth folded her wings close in to her body and dived into the sea. The wave she created washed over H’rek’s head, forcing him to swim underwater for a fair way before he finally surfaced to see his dragon floating serenely on the surface, sparkling droplets of water tumbling from her outstretched wings. Thanks, Rioth. Nearly drowned me that time. Sorry H’rek. But you wouldn’t have drowned. I would save you. He swam over to her and scrambled aboard, sitting in his usual p
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The Southern Weyr project is coming to an end. H'rek and Rioth prepare for the return to Benden Weyr to fight Thread.
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There's another story in this trilogy which I will post soon. I am also in the process of writing a longer story set at the beginning of the Ninth Pass on Pern, which involves some of the same characters (and a few new ones as well), which I will also be posting on this site. The Pernese word for year is indeed a Turn. It's capitalised in the books, I think to differentiate it's usage as a period of time from other uses of the same word. According to 'The Dragonlovers Guide to Pern', a Turn is 366 days, plus two days left over for the Turn's End celebrations.
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Stay still while I oil that patch, H’rek chided his dragon. Sorry, she sighed. It tickles under there. You are one twitchy dragon. He slathered some more oil on the underside of Rioth’s neck and began rubbing it in. Just try to stay still, otherwise we’ll get told off. You know the saying, “Patchy hide cracks between”. If you’re patchy we won’t be allowed to carry on with our training. I know. But it is hard to keep still. The day’s heat was fading now as the sun
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H'rek's Rioth is mature enough for her first mating flight, but he's not at all certain how he feels about that.
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Very atmospheric. I really cared about what happened to the main character and Isaac's death was sad and shocking. There was plenty of foreshadowing as to what might happen, which always works well in the horror genre.
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The queen dragon eggs are always gold, but the other colour dragons eggs aren’t distinctive. Generally, bronze dragons hatch from larger eggs as they are the next largest after the queens and people often speculate as to whether you can tell the colour of the hatchling from the size of the egg and patterns on the shell, but it’s a bit of a guessing game.
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Glad you enjoyed the story. I first read the Pern books as a teenager, then recently re-read them all over again and felt inspired to fill in some of the gaps. I have a few more Pern stories I’ll be adding.
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The sea sighed against the rocks at the far end of the sandy beach, as if even it was too exhausted to make any more fuss than that. Hinarrek sat on one of the smoother rocks drying out from his swim and trying to clean the sand from between his toes before putting his socks and boots back on. Although the sun was sinking now, the heat was as oppressive as ever. It wasn’t so bad for him; he’d grown up in a farmhold in Southern Boll and the summers there were almost as scorching, although the hum
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It's the first Hatching at the newly formed Southern Weyr. A group of candidates ponder over whether they will be lucky enough to Impress.
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A few days had passed since the visit to the eggs. Most of the Holdbred candidates were settling down to Weyr life, with the exception of Hortaimin and a couple of others from northern Holds. Maybe people from the south were inherently more tolerant? Jevikel tried not to let it get to him, but he was getting mightily fed up with the snide comments. Kadin had a fall in the bathing chamber, which he told Jevikel was due to someone - he wasn’t sure who - tripping him. Fortunately he suffered nothin
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