Dragonsong - McCaffrey, Anne

Clean, tight, unmarked; aged tanned; otherwise absolute minimal wear; Every two hundred years of so, shimmering threads fall, raining black ruin on Pern. The great dragons of Pern hurl themselves through the beleaguered skies, flaming tongues of fire to destroy deadly Thread and save the planet. It was not Threadfall that made Menolly unhappy. It was her father who betrayed her ambition to be a Harper, who thwarted her love of music. Menolly had no choice but to run away. She came upon a group of fire lizards, wild relatives of the fire-breathing dragons. Her music swirled about them; she taught nine to sing, suddenly Menolly was no longer alone.

Fine
Mass Market Paperback
Bantam Books
1977
New York, NY