Children of the Flying City
(Sprache: Englisch)
Instantly classic storytelling and a crackling, breakthrough voice announce the arrival of a standout new science fiction series that kicks off with the fast-paced adventures of orphan Milo Quick in the doomed final days of the flying city of...
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Instantly classic storytelling and a crackling, breakthrough voice announce the arrival of a standout new science fiction series that kicks off with the fast-paced adventures of orphan Milo Quick in the doomed final days of the flying city of Highgate.Taken in the night and delivered to the flying city of Highgate when he was a small child, Milo Quick has never known another home. Now almost thirteen, Milo survives one daredevil grift at a time, relying only on his wits, speed, and an unfailingly loyal band of friends.
War is coming to Highgate. As a massive armada surrounds the city, a small ship, the Halcyon, slips through the blockade. Led by a charismatic captain, the unconventional crew of the Halcyon has come to collect Milo for a bounty. But they too are being watched. As threats begin to close in on Milo, the truth will soon be revealed that he is not the true prize they seek, and that the stakes go far beyond the borders of the city, and time, as he knows it.
In his debut novel for young readers, Jason Sheehan cleverly weaves together multiple points of view, creating a richly imagined world filled with danger, heart-racing adventure, and no shortage of wit.
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Go!The boy survived, as boys sometimes do. For years, on and off the streets. He did many things, saw many things, suffered many things. A few of them left scars, and a lot of them made for good stories, but we don t have time for any of those right now.
Because right now it is later. Years. And the boy twelve now, almost thirteen squats, fingers gripping the crumbling concrete between his too-small shoes, on the low wall at the edge of a roof six stories up. He s watching the cops scramble up the creaking fire escape and counting down the time until their arrival.
He says, Ten seconds, Jules, and flexes his toes inside his shoes, ready to run, to jump, to fly if he needs to.
Jules says, I know.
And I m being generous.
I know.
Jules is big and strong and just a little bit older than the boy. They ve found the door they need to go through. One they d scouted the night before and the night before that. On those nights, there was no lock. Now there is. Because that s just the way life works: things only go wrong when it really matters.
Mouse looks past Jules as he pulls at the lock and rams his shoulder into the door. She says the boy s name, and he glances back at her and smiles quickly, as if to tell her not to worry. Not about any little thing ever. He pulls up the scarf he wears over his head, covers his mouth and nose, smothering that smile. But Mouse knows it s still there.
The cops are upset. Yelling up the fire escape at the boy crouched there watching them. They re angry at being made to run and climb and jump. If they make it to the roof, they won t be wagging their fingers and scolding the boy and his friends. The police will break their bones with lead-weighted clubs and then throw their bodies off the roof to smash on the pavement below.
Slipped while fleeing. All three of them.
Tragic. Of course.
The boy is fine with this. He understands the rules and plays by them, too. He d been up on the roof by
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himself before all this. Had brought his wrenches and loosened all the rusted bolts that secured the top of the fire escape to the roof. Two seconds of work and one good shove that s all it ll take to send the whole thing crashing down. He has the wrench in his hand right now. Has already adjusted the bit so it will fit neatly over the heads of the two bolts.
Five seconds.
I know, says Jules. Mouse, my tools.
Mouse hands him a chunk of rock from the roof, a little stub of twisted rebar sticking out one side. Like a hammer.
Jules weighs it in his hand. He says, Nice, then lifts it, swings, hits the lock. Hits it again. And again. And on the fourth try it works, but he smashes his finger a little, tears off the nail. It hurts, and he drops the rock hammer and tears spring to his eyes and he wants to stick the finger in his mouth and suck on it, but he doesn t. Because he would never.
The lock is broken. He hits the door with his shoulder and it scrapes open. He calls to the boy, voice sharp and loud with pain.
Mouse goes down the stairs first, leaping an entire flight, the ragged scrap of a shawl she wears billowing out behind her like stone-colored wings. She lands on one foot, one knee, one hand, looks back through dust and darkness.
Jules waits for the boy.
The boy walks.
The first policeman s hand touches the lip of wall around the roof.
The boy asks, You ready?
Course, says Jules.
Then what are we waiting for?
After you.
No, you first. I insist.
Then they laugh. They both go through the door, push it closed. Jul
Five seconds.
I know, says Jules. Mouse, my tools.
Mouse hands him a chunk of rock from the roof, a little stub of twisted rebar sticking out one side. Like a hammer.
Jules weighs it in his hand. He says, Nice, then lifts it, swings, hits the lock. Hits it again. And again. And on the fourth try it works, but he smashes his finger a little, tears off the nail. It hurts, and he drops the rock hammer and tears spring to his eyes and he wants to stick the finger in his mouth and suck on it, but he doesn t. Because he would never.
The lock is broken. He hits the door with his shoulder and it scrapes open. He calls to the boy, voice sharp and loud with pain.
Mouse goes down the stairs first, leaping an entire flight, the ragged scrap of a shawl she wears billowing out behind her like stone-colored wings. She lands on one foot, one knee, one hand, looks back through dust and darkness.
Jules waits for the boy.
The boy walks.
The first policeman s hand touches the lip of wall around the roof.
The boy asks, You ready?
Course, says Jules.
Then what are we waiting for?
After you.
No, you first. I insist.
Then they laugh. They both go through the door, push it closed. Jul
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Jason Sheehan
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Jason Sheehan
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 10 Jahre
- 2022, Internationale Ausgabe, 416 Seiten, Maße: 14,2 x 21,1 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0593407687
- ISBN-13: 9780593407684
- Erscheinungsdatum: 30.03.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
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Sheehan crafts a richly detailed world and uses multiple points of view to relate the narrative, keeping the characters central to the high-stakes plot. Following in the tradition of Kenneth Oppel s Airborn and Philip Reeve s Fever Crumb, this fantasy, full of lessons about close friendships and the power of fighting for what s right, will hook readers seeking adventure. BooklistAn arch, omniscient narrative by turns brutal and sweet unspools into an ambitious, wide-ranging story of survival and loyalty. Publishers Weekly
"Perfect for anyone who loves action and mystery and cliffhanger endings. SLC
Richly imagined and emotionally resonant, Children of the Flying City is a fantasy for young and old alike. At times evoking the starkness of Cormac McCarthy and the dark, humanistic fantasy of Stephen King, Sheehan will make your imagination soar, tear your heart back to the ground, dust you off, then send you back to the sky with a grin on your face. This book gave my heart wings.
Pierce Brown, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Red Rising
Children of the Flying City feels, at once, timeless and wondrously, gloriously new. Jason Sheehan has crafted the bones of a great story, the prickling flesh of unforgettable characters, the gasp of gorgeous language, and he's tucked a velvety, multi-chambered secret at the book's center.
Katie Williams, author of Tell the Machine Goodnight
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