Road of the Lost
(Sprache: Englisch)
Perfect for fans of The Cruel Prince, this gorgeous young adult fantasy follows a girl who discovers she's spent her life under an enchantment hiding her true identity on her quest into the magical Otherworld to unlock her powers and discover her destiny.
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Perfect for fans of The Cruel Prince, this gorgeous young adult fantasy follows a girl who discovers she's spent her life under an enchantment hiding her true identity on her quest into the magical Otherworld to unlock her powers and discover her destiny.
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"A beautifully mythic world rich with heart and charming characters, Road of the Lost tells a powerful tale of self-discovery that...held me wholly enchanted until the end." -Ashley Shuttleworth, author of A Dark and Hollow StarPerfect for fans of The Cruel Prince, this gorgeous young adult fantasy follows a girl who discovers she's spent her life under an enchantment hiding her true identity on her quest into the magical Otherworld to unlock her powers and discover her destiny.
Even the most powerful magic can't hide a secret forever.
Croi is a brownie, glamoured to be invisible to humans. Her life in the Wilde Forest is ordinary and her magic is weak-until the day that her guardian gives Croi a book about magick from the Otherworld, the world of the Higher Fae. Croi wakes the next morning with something pulling at her core, summoning her to the Otherworld. It's a spell she cannot control or break.
Forced to leave her home, Croi begins a journey full of surprises...and dangers. For Croi is not a brownie at all but another creature entirely, enchanted to forget her true heritage. As Croi ventures beyond the forest, her brownie glamour begins to shift and change. Who is she really, who is summoning her, and what do they want? Croi will need every ounce of her newfound magic and her courage as she travels a treacherous path to find her true self and the place in the Otherworld where she belongs.
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Chapter One ONE A HINT OF RED. AN alluring curve. The anticipation of sweetness.
The apple promises and Croi falls. Eyes wide open and hand grasping. The fruit seller has no idea that one of his apples has gone missing. He is far too busy hawking his wares to notice. Besides, it wouldn't matter even if he did. He can't see her nor the apple she's currently holding. Folding herself under his cart, Croi settles in the shadows to enjoy the fruit as it should be enjoyed. With quick, crisp bites and spurts of juice dribbling down her chin.
The apple is gone too soon, and Croi emerges from under the cart, looking at the other apples, wondering if she should take another one. She decides against it, however, when she looks around the market. There are too many other things to taste here. She takes a step and then skips back, narrowly avoiding a dirty little human. There are many, too many, in the market. It is their forest after all.
Croi is not supposed to be here in this sticky, stinky collection of moving humans. The rich ones try to mask their stench with perfumes. They sacrifice flowers and the bees mourn. The poor ones cannot afford the floral sacrifices, so theirs, at least, is an honest stink.
Across from the fruit seller is an old woman with far too many toffee sticks. Out of the goodness of her heart, Croi eases her burden. The merchant beside the bakery that sells honey buns has colorful scarves on display. Croi takes a few and thanks him, but he can't hear her, so he doesn't respond. She doesn't mind his rudeness.
The market is her favorite place in the human city. Set up by the big gates that lead out, it is always full of sounds, smells, and colors. The smells are not always pleasant, but the colors frequently dance in the sunshine. Humans set up shop in any space they can find. Sometimes they quarrel in loud, ugly voices. Croi learns the language they speak by studying the shapes their mouths make as they throw words at each other.
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She has been frequenting the human city for thirteen of the (almost) seventeen years she has been alive. Not once have the humans seen her walking among them. The animals are much more sensitive to her presence. A cat meows from her perch on a wooden fence when Croi passes it. She responds to it with a hiss. Meows don't make music for her.
The Hag told Croi this morning that she is no longer allowed to visit the human city. She stood up tall, pretending to be a mountain, and said in her grandest voice, "You cannot, Croi. A little brownie will be discovered much too quickly. It isn't safe there."
"But I've been there many times before! Down the river path, through the hole in the wall, and into the grounds of the castle. The humans never see me!" Croi was mutinous.
"You must stop now," the Hag commanded. She looked at Croi with her stormy eyes, and Croi became a boat about to be capsized.
"Why?" Croi wailed.
"No questions," the Hag said, and turned away.
She says not to ask questions, but every time Croi glimpses herself in the mirror, all she sees are questions. Her body makes no sense to her at all. Her fingers, arms, and shoulders are whys, her torso and legs are hows, and her head is a who. Her body is a billion questions she keeps asking the universe. So far, it hasn't replied.
She follows a little human boy through myriad alleyways to a shabby house near the city wall, not far from the market. She peeks through the open door of the house and sees him clamber onto the lap of a human woman sitting on a chair. She is a mother. Humans have them. They hold, they kiss, and they love. Brownies don't. Well, this brownie doesn't. Sh
She has been frequenting the human city for thirteen of the (almost) seventeen years she has been alive. Not once have the humans seen her walking among them. The animals are much more sensitive to her presence. A cat meows from her perch on a wooden fence when Croi passes it. She responds to it with a hiss. Meows don't make music for her.
The Hag told Croi this morning that she is no longer allowed to visit the human city. She stood up tall, pretending to be a mountain, and said in her grandest voice, "You cannot, Croi. A little brownie will be discovered much too quickly. It isn't safe there."
"But I've been there many times before! Down the river path, through the hole in the wall, and into the grounds of the castle. The humans never see me!" Croi was mutinous.
"You must stop now," the Hag commanded. She looked at Croi with her stormy eyes, and Croi became a boat about to be capsized.
"Why?" Croi wailed.
"No questions," the Hag said, and turned away.
She says not to ask questions, but every time Croi glimpses herself in the mirror, all she sees are questions. Her body makes no sense to her at all. Her fingers, arms, and shoulders are whys, her torso and legs are hows, and her head is a who. Her body is a billion questions she keeps asking the universe. So far, it hasn't replied.
She follows a little human boy through myriad alleyways to a shabby house near the city wall, not far from the market. She peeks through the open door of the house and sees him clamber onto the lap of a human woman sitting on a chair. She is a mother. Humans have them. They hold, they kiss, and they love. Brownies don't. Well, this brownie doesn't. Sh
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Autoren-Porträt von Nafiza Azad
Nafiza Azad is a self-identified island girl. She has hurricanes in her blood and dreams of a time she can exist solely on mangoes and pineapple. Born in Lautoka, Fiji, she currently resides in British Columbia, Canada, where she reads too many books, watches too many K-dramas, and writes stories about girls taking over the world. Nafiza is the coeditor of the young adult anthology Writing in Color and author of The Candle and the Flame, which was nominated for the William C. Morris Award, The Wild Ones, and Road of the Lost. Learn more at NafizaAzad.com.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Nafiza Azad
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2023, Reprint, 352 Seiten, Masse: 14,5 x 21,7 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Simon & Schuster US
- ISBN-10: 1534485007
- ISBN-13: 9781534485006
- Erscheinungsdatum: 16.10.2023
Sprache:
Englisch
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