A Sending of Dragons

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Table of Contents

Copyright

Dedication

Map

Introduction

The Hatchlings

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

8

The Snatchlings

9

10

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The Fighters

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Sample Chapter of DRAGON'S HEART

Copyright © 1987 by Jane Yolen

 

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First Magic Carpet Books edition 1997
First published 1987 by Delacorte Press

 

Magic Carpet Books
is a trademark of Harcourt, Inc., registered in the United States of America and/or other jurisdictions.

 

The Library of Congress has cataloged the print edition as follows:
Yolen, Jane.
A sending of dragons/Jane Yolen.
p. cm.—(Pit dragon chronicles; bk. 3)
“Magic Carpet Books.”

Summary: Falsely accused of sabotage, Jakkin and Akki are left to certain death in the wilderness of the planet Austar IV but, with the aid of five baby dragons, manage not only to survive but also
to gain unusual powers and insights.
[1. Dragons—Fiction. 2. Fantasy.] I. Title.
PZ7.Y78Sd 2004
[Fic]—dc22 2003056662

 

ISBN
-13: 978-0152-05128-0 ISBN-10: 0-15-205128-7

 

Illustration by Tom McKeveny

 

e
ISBN
978-0-547-54476-2
v2.0215

 

 

 

 

For Jonathan Grenzke,
dragon master,
shatterer of a thousand shields,
who lives right down the road

 

 

 

 

A
USTAR
IV is the fourth planet of a seven-planet rim system in the Erato Galaxy. Once a penal colony, marked KK29 on the convict map system, it is a semi-arid, metal-poor world with two moons.

Austar is covered by vast deserts, some of which are cut through by small, irregularly surfacing hot springs, several small sections of fenlands, and zones of what were long thought to be impenetrable mountains charted only by the twice-yearly flyovers by Federation ships. There are only five major rivers: the Narrakka, the Rokk, the Brokk-bend, the Kkar, and the Left Forkk.

Few plants grow in the deserts: some fruit cacti and sparse long-trunked palm trees
known as spikka. The most populous plants on Austar are two wild-flowering bushes called burnwort and blisterweed. (See color section.) The mountain vegetation, only recently studied, is varied and includes many edible fungi, berry bushes, and a low oily grass called skkagg, which, when boiled, produces a thin broth high in vitamin content.

There is a variety of insect and pseudolizard life, the latter ranging from small rock runners to elephant-sized dragons. (See holo sections, vol. 6.) Unlike Earth
reptilia,
the Austarian dragon-lizards are warm-blooded, with pneumaticized bones for reduction of weight and a keeled sternum where the flight muscles are attached. They have membranous wings with jointed ribs that fold back along the animals' bodies when the dragons are earthbound. Stretched to the fullest, an adult dragon's wings are twice its body size. The “feathers” are actually light scales which adjust to wind pressure. From claw to shoulder, some specimens of Austarian dragons have been measured at thirteen feet. There is increasing evidence of a level 4+ intelligence and a color-coded telepathic mode of com
munication in the Austarian dragons. These great beasts were almost extinct when the planet was first settled by convicts (or KKs as they called themselves) and guards from Earth in 2303. But several generations later the Austarians domesticated the few remaining dragons, selectively breeding them for meat and leather and the gaming arenas—or, as they were known from earliest times, the pits.

The dragon pits of Austar IV were more than just the main entertainment for early KKs. Over the years the pits became central to the Austarian economy. Betting syndicates developed, and Federation starship crews on long rim-world voyages began to frequent the planet on gambling forays.

Because such gambling violated current Galaxian law, illegal offworld gamesters were expelled in 2485 from Austar IV and imprisoned on penal planet KK47, Sedna, a mining colony where most of the surface is ice covered. Under pressure from the Federation, the Austarians then drafted a Protectorate constitution spelling out the Federation's administrative role in the economy of the planet, including regulation of the gambling of
offworlders and the payment of taxes (which Austarians call tithing) on gambling moneys in exchange for starship landing bases. A fluid caste system of masters and bond slaves—the remnants of the convict-guard hierarchy—was established by law, with a bond price set as an entrance fee into the master class. Established at the same time was a Senate, the members of which come exclusively from the master class. The Senate performs both the executive and legislative functions of the Austarian government and, for the most part, represents all the interests of the Federation in Austarian matters. As with all Protectorate planets, offworlders are subject to the local laws and liable to the same punishments for breaking them.

The Rokk, which was a fortress inhabited by the original ruling guards and their families when Austar IV was a penal planet, is now the capital city and the starship landfall.

In the mid-2500s disgruntled bonders, angry with their low place in Austarian society and the inequities visited upon their class, began to foment a revolution, which broke into violent confrontations. The worst of these was the bombing of Rokk Major, the greatest gam
ing pit on the planet. Thirty-seven people were killed outright; twenty-three died of their wounds in the months that followed. Hundreds of other people, both Austarians and offworlders, were seriously injured. It was the beginning of several years of internal conflict which, according to Federation rules, led to the closing of Austar to Federation ships by means of a fifty-year embargo. This embargo was imposed in 2543 and kept all official ships from landing, which meant Austar IV was without sanctioned metal and technical assistance for that period of time. Occasional pirate ships slipped through the embargo lines, and intercepted coded transmissions from the ships indicate that there is more than the simple expected master—bonder power struggle being waged on the planet. Frequent references to Dragon Masters and Dragonmen remain unclear. The complete story of Austar IV will probably not be known until the Federation embargo is lifted and the Austarians speak for themselves.

—excerpt from
The Encyclopedia Galaxia,
thirty-second edition, vol. I:

Aaabarker—Austar

The Hatchlings
1

N
IGHT WAS APPROACHING.
The umber moon led its pale, shadowy brother across the multicolored sky. In front of the moons flew five dragons.

The first was the largest, its great wings dipping and rising in an alien semaphore. Directly behind it were three smaller fliers, wheeling and circling, tagging one another's tails. In the rear, along a lower trajectory, sailed a middle-sized and plumper version of the front dragon. More like a broom than a rudder, its tail seemed to sweep across the faces of the moons.

Jakkin watched them, his right hand shading his eyes. Squatting on his haunches in front of a mountain cave, he was nearly naked
except for a pair of white pants cut off at midthigh, a concession to modesty rather than a help against the oncoming cold night. He was burned brown everywhere but for three small pits on his back, which remained white despite their long exposure to the sun. Slowly Jakkin stood, running grimy fingers through his shoulder-length hair, and shouted up at the hatchlings.

“Fine flying, my friends!” The sound of his voice caromed off the mountains, but the dragons gave no sign they heard him. So he sent the same message with his mind in the rainbow-colored patterns with which he and the dragons communicated.
Fine flying.
The picture he sent was of gray-green wings with air rushing through the leathery feathers, tickling each link.
Fine flying.
He was sure his sending could reach them, but none of the dragons responded.

Jakkin stood for a moment longer watching the flight. He took pleasure in the hatchlings' airborne majesty. Even though they were still awkward on the ground, a sure sign of their youth, against the sky they were already an awesome sight.

Jakkin took pleasure as well in the colors surrounding the dragons. Though he'd lived months now in the Austarian wilds, he hadn't tired of the evening's purples and reds, roses and blues, the ever changing display that signaled the approaching night. Before he'd been
changed,
as he called it, he'd hardly seen the colors. Evenings had been a time of darkening and the threat of Dark-After, the bone-chilling, killing cold. Every Austarian knew better than to be caught outside in it. But
now
both Dark-After and dawn were his, thanks to the
change.

“Ours!”
The message invaded his mind in a ribbon of laughter. “
Dark-After and dawn are
ours
now.”
The sending came a minute before its sender appeared around a bend in the mountain path.

Jakkin waited patiently. He knew Akki would be close behind, for the sending had been strong and Akki couldn't broadcast over a long range.

She came around the bend with cheeks rosy from running. Her dark braid was tied back with a fresh-plaited vine. Jakkin preferred it when she let her hair loose, like a
black curtain around her face, but he'd never been able to tell her so. She carried a reed basket full of food for their dinner. Speaking aloud in a tumble of words, she ran toward him. “Jakkin, I've found a whole new meadow and..

He went up the path to meet her and dipped his hand into the basket. Before she could pull it away, he'd snagged a single pink chikkberry. Then she grabbed the basket, putting it safely behind her.

“All right, worm waste, what have you been doing while I found our dinner?” Her voice was stem, but she couldn't hide the undercurrent of thought, which was sunny, golden, laughing.

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