He folded his great wings to his back, and the watch pair resumed their statuelike pose of alertness.Climax is the turning point of the story exposition is Background information presented in a literary work.
The many-faceted rainbow jewels of his eyes glistened fleet-ingly in the greeny sun.
On the height, the blue watch dragon, his rider mounted on his neck, stretched the great transparent pinions that carried him on the winds of Pern to fight the evil Thread that fell at certain times from the skies. Keevan glanced upward, past the black mouths of the weyr caves in which grown dragons and their chosen riders lived, toward the Star Stones that crowned the ridge of the old volcano that was Benden Weyr. To be chosen-to be a dragonrider! To sit astride the neck of a winged beast with jeweled eyes: to be his friend, in telepathic communion with him for life to be his companion in good times and fighting extremes to fly effortlessly over the lands of Pem! Or, thrillingly, between to any point anywhere on the world! Flying between was done on dragonback or not at all, and it was dangerous. The very thought of that glorious moment made Keevan's breath catch in his throat. It was very near hatching time, when the baby dragons would crack their mottled shells, and stagger forth to choose their lifetime companions. A good record was especially important now. Sloth was not tolerated by the Weyrleader of Benden Weyr.
Keevan would arrive, tail fork-end of the group, breathless, chest heaving, and maybe get a stem look from the instructing wing-second.ĭragonriders, even if they were still only hopeful candidates for the glowing eggs which were hardening on the hot sands of the Hatching Ground cavern, were expected to be punctual and prepared. Just as he knew many other things that his foster mother told him he ought not to know, Keevan knew that Beterii, the most senior of the boys, set that spank-ing pace just to embarrass him, the smallest dragonboy. Although Keevan lengthened his walking stride as far as his legs would stretch, he couldn't quite keep up with the other candidates.
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