Dragonriders of Pern #2.1: “The Smallest Dragonboy” by Anne McCaffrey, 1973 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #3 (Harper Hall #1): Dragonsong by Anne McCaffrey, Mar 1976 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #4 (Harper Hall #2): Dragonsinger by Anne McCaffrey, Feb 1977 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #6 (Harper Hall #3): Dragondrums by Anne McCaffrey, Mar 1979 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #8.1: “The Girl Who Heard Dragons” by Anne McCaffrey, May 1986 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #8.1.A1: Dragonharper by Jody Lynn Nye, Jul 1987 [no time travel ]
A Crossroads Adventure in the World of Anne McCaffrey’s Pern: Dragonharper
Dragonriders of Pern #9: Dragonsdawn by Anne McCaffrey, Oct 1988 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #12: The Dolphins of Pern by Anne McCaffrey, Oct 1994 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #13: Red Star Rising by Anne McCaffrey, Aug 1996 [no time travel ]
Dragonriders of Pern #14: The Masterharper of Pern by Anne McCaffrey, Jan 1998 [no time travel ]
| ||Dragonriders of Pern #16|
by Anne McCaffrey and Todd McCaffrey
First publication: Dec 2003
Oh, the sad life of the underappreciated watch-whers, the minor-league cousins of the mighty dragons of Pern. Still, they have their story, too, and like dragons, they can travel between places. The story also includes minor time travel, although the lowly watch-whers have to leave that to the big lizards in this tale.
“Watch-whers don’t go between,” Nuella declared.
“Yes, they do, I saw Dask do it,” Kindan corrected.
Dragonriders of Pern #18: Dragon’s Fire by Anne McCaffrey and Todd McCaffrey, Aug 2006 [no time travel ]
| ||Dragonriders of Pern #20|
by Todd McCaffrey
First publication: 11 Nov 2008
You’d think that the people of Pern had suffered enough plagues—but no!—the dragons must now face an infection as well. You’d also think that the people of Pern would eventually catch on and start quickly realizing whenever time travel might be a help. But no! It seems to come as a complete revelation each time.
K’lior’s face grew ashen. “Fort is lucky. We don’t have another Threadfall in the next three sevendays. We’ll probably be able to fight that,” he answered, adding a shake of his head, “but I can’t say about next Fall.”
The despair that gripped the Weyrleader was palpable. Egremer looked for some words of encouragement to give him but could find none. It was K’lior who spoke next, pulling himself erect and willing a smile back on to his face.
“We’ll find a way, Lord Egremer,’ he declared with forced cheer. “We’re dragonriders, we always find a way.” He nodded firmly and then said to Egremer, “Now, if you’ll excuse me . . .”
“Certainly!” Egremer replied. “I’ll see you out. And don’t worry about those weyrlings, if it’s too much bother. Having them would only save us time.”
K’lior stopped so suddenly that Egremer had to swerve to avoid bumping into him.
“Time!” K’lior shouted exultantly.