The epic voyages proceed in The Tree of Water, the fourth experience in bestselling writer Elizabeth Haydon's acclaimed fable sequence for younger readers, The misplaced Journals of Ven Polypheme.
As Royal Reporter of the land of Serendair, it's the responsibility of younger Charles Magnus "Ven" Polypheme to commute the realm and hunt down magic hiding in simple sight. yet Ven must get away the clutches of the nefarious Thief Queen, ruler of the Gated urban, whose minions are looking for him. His good friend, the merrow Amariel, has the best option to his hassle: Ven and Char will subscribe to her to discover the area underneath the sea.
As they trip during the sea, Ven reveals himself surrounded through wonders more than he may have ever imagined. however the great thing about the sea is greater than matched by way of the risks lurking inside its depths, and Ven and his buddies quickly become aware of that during order to avoid wasting hundreds of thousands of blameless lives, they could need to sacrifice their very own. For every thing within the ocean must eat…
"A pleasant epic delusion that would allure a readership either older and more youthful than the objective audience." ―Booklist (starred overview) on The Floating Island
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Can’t inform yet,” he answered, “but we’ll be there quickly adequate. It doesn’t look alive, at any expense. ” after they eventually bought shut adequate, Ven may well see that it was once what an previous, overgrown stump, the trunk torn from it in the past. yet in contrast to the bushes of the kelp woodland, the most important of which had trunks as around as he used to be, this were a tree of mammoth measurement, larger round than 3 oxcarts aspect by means of aspect. It used to be coated with colonies of rainbow algae and lichen. Its useless roots stretched out in all instructions over the woodland direction and into the glades of kelp and algae to the north and south.
The heavy ceiling of the black water above pressed down on them, making Ven’s center beat tough in his chest. “It’s a superb factor Amariel instructed us Teel’s name,” Char acknowledged as Coreon swam forward on the fringe of the chilly blue mild. “I’m uncertain we’d ever have the ability to locate his thrum within the sea if she hadn’t. That factor approximately names having strength within the sea certain turns out precise. ” “Teel depended on her correct away,” Ven agreed. “She fairly does have a ability with hippocampi. I wager she wins the Grand Trophy someday, similar to she desires to.
Hunt. Hunt! Hungry. Hungry. Ven swallowed not easy. The high-pitched thrum was once jumbling his innovations. After a couple of seconds, it replaced. Prey! He knew all of the others had heard it to boot. All 4 in their our bodies stiffened of their hiding locations. They lay as nonetheless as they can. The blue-white beast swam earlier, the hole eye at the aspect of its head twitching because it did. Then it turned around round the skeleton head. And got here again for one more move. This time nearer. Amariel, who used to be at the finish closest to the shark, started to shake.
Them? ” the lady hesitated. “The guards,” she acknowledged eventually. “Guards? there were humans retaining you captive the following? ” She nodded. “They bringed us foodstuff and water each few days—until approximately ten days in the past. That evening, there has been an enormous growth. lets suppose it, even in the following. The tide was once excessive, as the water used to be coming in. ” She pointed to rainy spots at the ground. “And it is going to be coming in back quickly. yet after that evening, not anyone comed. We runned out of water days in the past. ” “That should have been the assault at the Gated City,” Ven acknowledged to Char.
They like to loaf around cathedral coral. and also you be aware of what that suggests. ” “Predators,” Coreon acknowledged. “I don’t see many fish,” acknowledged Char. The merrow regarded in the back of her. “You’re correct. That’s now not a great signal. ” Ven closed his eyes and centred. previous the friendly tickle of the coral’s vibration on his epidermis he may well suppose whatever sharper, anything greater. The shark within the cage of bones had an analogous type of thrum, a fresh, harsh sound that made his blood run chilly. The sound of looking. He may well consider the thrum coming from various locations.