Requiem

[Gael]

In every weyr, over every hold,

Green and blue, brown, bronze and gold,

Does every dragon keen

In sorrow for the queen.

 

Killashandra's voice is stilled.

The Rowan's eyes with tears are filled,

Among the stars, Helva weeps.

For Anne McCaffery now forever sleeps.

 

Anne McCaffery passed away on Novermber 22 at the age of 85. Hers were not the first books of science fiction I had read and to which I had thrilled, but Pern was the first world that never was that I truly wished I could see.

 

Rest in peace, Anne, and thank you for all the wonder you created for us.

 

[Beeflin Grut]

Beautifully put.