The Desolations of Devil's Acre - Couverture souple

Riggs, Ransom

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 0735231559 ISBN 13 : 9780735231559

Editeur : Dutton Books for Young Readers, 2022

Synopsis

Jacob and his friends will face deadly enemies and race through history’s most dangerous loops in this thrilling page-turner. "The Desolations of Devil’s Acre" is the newest installment, and final adventure, in the beloved Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Childr

A propos du livre

À propos de l?auteur

Ransom Riggs is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children novels. Riggs was born on a farm in Maryland and grew up in southern Florida. He studied literature at Kenyon College and film at the University of Southern California. He lives in Los Angeles with his wife, bestselling author Tahereh Mafi, and their family.

À propos de la quatrième de couverture

The epic conclusion to the #1 bestselling Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children series. Now available in paperback with an exclusive map of Devil's Acre!
The epic conclusion to the #1 bestselling Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children series. Now available in paperback with an exclusive map of Devil's Acre!

The last thing Jacob Portman saw before the world went dark was a terrible, familiar face.

Now Jacob and Noor have been inexplicably transported back to the place where everything began―his grandfather’s house. He doesn’t know how they escaped from V’s loop to find themselves back in Florida. But he does know one thing for certain: Caul has returned.

Risen from the Library of Souls and more powerful than ever, Caul and his apocalyptic agenda seem unstoppable. Only one hope remains―deliver Noor to the meeting place of the seven prophesied ones. If they can decipher its secret location.

The fate of all peculiardom hangs in the balance as Jacob and his friends race through some of the most dangerous loops in history and face the deadliest enemies yet in the epic conclusion to the #1 Miss Peregrine’s Peculiar Children series.

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For a long time there is only darkness and the sound of distant thunder and the hazy sensation of falling. Beyond that I have no self, no name. No memory. I am aware, dimly, that I used to have these things, but now they are gone and I am nearly nothing. A single photon of failing light circling a hungry void.
 
It won’t be long now.
 
I’ve lost my soul, I’m afraid, but I can’t remember how. All I can recall are slow, churning cracks of thunder, and within them the syllables of my name, whatever it used to be, drawn out until unrecognizable. That and the dark are all there is, for a long time, until another sound joins the thunder: wind. Then rain, too. There is wind, and thunder, and rain, and falling.
 
Something is coming into being, one sensation at a time. I am rising from the trench, escaping the void. My single photon becomes a flashing cluster.
 
I feel something rough against my face. I hear the creaking of ropes. The flap of something caught in the wind. Perhaps I am on a boat. Trapped in the lightless belly of some storm-tossed ship.
 
One eye blinks open. Forms thrash dimly above me. A row of swinging pendulums. Overwound clocks all out of sync, groaning, gears about to break.
 
I blink and the pendulums become bodies dropped from a gallows, kicking and twisting.
 
I find I can turn my head. Blurred shapes begin to resolve. Rough green fabric against my face. Above me, the tick-tocking bodies have become a row of storm-blown plants swinging from the rafters in creaky wicker baskets. Behind them, a wall of insect screens shudders and flaps.
 
I am lying on a porch. On the rough green floor of a porch.
 
I know this porch
I know this floor
 
Farther away, a rain-whipped lawn terminates at a dark wall of genuflecting palms.
 
I know that lawn
I know those palms
 
How long have I been here? How many years?
time is playing tricks again
 
I try to move my body, but can only rotate my head. My eyes flick to a card table and two folding chairs.
 
I’m suddenly certain that, if I could persuade my body to rise, I would find a pair of reading glasses on the table. A half-finished game of Monopoly. A mug of steaming, still-hot coffee.
 
Someone has just been here. Words have just been spoken. They hang in the air still, returning to me in echoes.

Détails de l'édition

• Éditeur: Dutton Books for Young Readers
• Date d'édition: 2022
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN 10: 0735231559
• ISBN 13: 9780735231559
• Reliure: Broché
• Numéro d'édition: 1
• Nombre de pages: 512
• Coordonnées du fabricant: non disponible
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