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基本信息·出版社：Corgi
·页码：416 页
·出版日期：2005年10月
·ISBN：0552548502
·International Standard Book Number：0552548502
·条形码：9780552548502
·EAN：9780552548502
·装帧：平装
·正文语种：英语
·丛书名：Edge Chronicles
内容简介 Now in paperback, the seventh title in this spectacular fantasy series — and the triumphant conclusion to the Rook Barkwater sequence.
Fleeing from the ruins of New Undertown, Rook Barkwater and his colleagues — the librarian knights, Felix Lodd and his banderbear friends — must lead the escaping population to a new life in the Free Glades. But perils aplenty are ahead for the crowd — not to mention some goblins with plans of their own. This is the dramatic and exciting conclusion to the Rook Barkwater sequence that takes the reader on a thrilling journey across the Edgeworld.
作者简介 Paul Stewart is the author of a number of previous titles for children including
The Midnight Hand and
The Wakening.
Chris Riddell has illustrated many children’s books including the award-winning
Pirate Diary. He is also the political cartoonist for the
Guardian and
Observer newspapers.
编辑推荐 “More than a read: it kidnaps and transports the reader.”
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The School Librarian on
The Edge Chronicles“For children who’ve read the Harry Potter books and want another world to explore.”
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Mail on Sunday 文摘 They marched on all through that dismal grey morning and on into a rain-sodden afternoon. Few spoke; even the chants of the sky pirates up in front tailed off, and the only sounds were the barks and yelps of the prowlgrins and the relentless
slap, slap, slap of mud-shoes on mire mud.
The grey afternoon gave way to the dim half-light of evening, and the wind grew stronger once more, pelting them with heavy rain that stung their faces and soaked them to the skin.
‘That’s the Edgeland wind,’ called back the librarian on the library sledge. ‘We must be getting close!’ He cracked the whip and urged the yelping prowlgrins on.
The rope round Rook’s middle jerked taut, forcing him to quicken his pace. All round him, the air was filled with curses and moans as the marchers struggled to keep up.
Suddenly, rising above it all, there came the noise of squelching mud, and a curious
plaff-plaff sound. Rook looked up. To the left of the column, a cluster of low mud-dunes seemed to be approaching, rising and falling in a slippery rhythm as they did so.
‘MUGLUMPS!’
The cry went up from the back of the column, where the Ghosts of Screetown had obviously spotted the danger.
The rope suddenly tugged Rook violently to the right as the librarian on the library sledge battled to control the panicking prowlgrins. Ahead, the four other sledges were in equal trouble. The low shapes were gathering and, from their path, it was obvious that the closely harnessed packs of prowlgrins were their intended prey.
Felix and his ghosts appeared out of the gloom on all sides. Fenbrus Lodd, Cowlquape beside him, shouted desperately to his son.
‘The library sledges! Felix!’ he screamed. ‘They’re after the sledges!’
Rook was running now, with Xanth and the banderbears dragged behind him, as the library sledge careered across the mud.
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