The Girl Who Fell
Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There by Catherynne M. Valente
Fairyland, #2
Hardcover, 258 pages
Published October 2nd 2012 by Feiwel & Friends
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Fairyland, #2
Hardcover, 258 pages
Published October 2nd 2012 by Feiwel & Friends
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September has longed to return to Fairyland
after her first adventure there. And when she finally does, she learns that its
inhabitants have been losing their shadows—and their magic—to the world of
Fairyland Below. This underworld has a new ruler: Halloween, the Hollow Queen,
who is September’s shadow. And Halloween does not want to give Fairyland’s
shadows back.
Fans of Valente’s bestselling, first Fairyland book will revel in the lush setting, characters, and language of September’s journey, all brought to life by fine artist Ana Juan. Readers will also welcome back good friends Ell, the Wyverary, and the boy Saturday. But in Fairyland Below, even the best of friends aren’t always what they seem. . .
Fans of Valente’s bestselling, first Fairyland book will revel in the lush setting, characters, and language of September’s journey, all brought to life by fine artist Ana Juan. Readers will also welcome back good friends Ell, the Wyverary, and the boy Saturday. But in Fairyland Below, even the best of friends aren’t always what they seem. . .
The Sin-Eater’s
Confession by Ilsa J. Bick
Hardcover, 320 pages
Published March 1st 2013 by Carolrhoda Books
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Hardcover, 320 pages
Published March 1st 2013 by Carolrhoda Books
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People in Merit, Wisconsin, always said Jimmy
was . . . you know. But people said all sorts of stupid stuff. Nobody really
knew anything. Nobody really knew Jimmy.
I guess you could say I knew Jimmy as well as anyone (which was not very well). I knew what scared him. And I knew he had dreams—even if I didn't understand them. Even if he nearly ruined my life to pursue them.
Jimmy's dead now, and I definitely know that better than anyone. I know about blood and bone and how bodies decompose. I know about shadows and stones and hatchets. I know what a last cry for help sounds like. I know what blood looks like on my own hands.
What I don't know is if I can trust my own eyes. I don't know who threw the stone. Who swung the hatchet? Who are the shadows? What do the living owe the dead?
I guess you could say I knew Jimmy as well as anyone (which was not very well). I knew what scared him. And I knew he had dreams—even if I didn't understand them. Even if he nearly ruined my life to pursue them.
Jimmy's dead now, and I definitely know that better than anyone. I know about blood and bone and how bodies decompose. I know about shadows and stones and hatchets. I know what a last cry for help sounds like. I know what blood looks like on my own hands.
What I don't know is if I can trust my own eyes. I don't know who threw the stone. Who swung the hatchet? Who are the shadows? What do the living owe the dead?
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