At first Killashandra Ree's ambitions to become a Crystal Singer, get rich, and forget her past, were going just as she had hoped.
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1 . Just as wonderful as the first of this trilogy.
Posted June 07, 2010 by BeeJay , USAA wonderful continuation of the Crystal Singer series. I love the world of Crystal Singers created by the author. Worth your time if you want genuine entertainment and pleasure. Worth the money too.
2 . Loved this series.
Posted March 27, 2010 by LDM , MinneapolisI love Anne McCaffrey and totally enjoyed the Crystal Singer series. Especially the first book. This, the second book, is also very good. The third, well, it doesn't really add much to the series, but it wraps some things up. It's a good planet fantasy series.
December 31, 1984
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Excerpt from Killashandra by Anne McCaffrey
Winters on Ballybran were generally mild, so the fury of the first spring storms as they howled across the land was ever unexpected. This first one of the new season swept ferociously across the Milekey Ranges, bearing before its westward course the fleeing sleds of crystal singers like so much jetsam. Those laggard singers who had tarried too long at their claims were barely able to hold their bucking sleds on course as they bolted for the safety of the Heptite Guild Complex.
Inside the gigantic Hangar, its baffles raised against the mach winds, ordered confusion reigned. Crystal singers lurched from their sleds, half deafened by wind-scream, exhausted by their turbulent flights. The Hangar crew, apparently possessed of eyes in the backs of their heads, miraculously avoided injury as they concentrated on the primary task of moving incoming sleds off the Hangar floor and into storage racks, clearing the way for the erratic landings of the stream of incoming vehicles. The crash claxon pierced even storm howl as two sleds collided, one to dip over the baffle and land nose down on the plascrete while the other veered out of control like a flat rock skipping across water, coming to a crumpling halt against the far wall. A tractor zipped in to fasten grapples on the upside-down sled, removing it only seconds before another sled skimmed over the baffle.
That sled almost repeated the nose dive, pulling up at the last second and skidding across the Hangar floor to stop just inches away from the line of handlers carrying the precious cartons of crystal in to Sorting. Only a near miss, the incident was disregarded even by those who had barely escaped injury.