Airborn: A Printz Honor WinnerHarper Collins, 2009年9月22日 - 544 頁 Sailing toward dawn, and I was perched atop the crow's nest, being the ship's eyes. We were two nights out of Sydney, and there'd been no weather to speak of so far. I was keeping watch on a dark stack of nimbus clouds off to the northwest, but we were leaving it far behind, and it looked to be smooth going all the way back to Lionsgate City. Like riding a cloud. . . . Matt Cruse is a cabin boy on the Aurora, a huge airship that sails hundreds of feet above the ocean, ferrying wealthy passengers from city to city. It is the life Matt's always wanted; convinced he's lighter than air, he imagines himself as buoyant as the hydrium gas that powers his ship. One night he meets a dying balloonist who speaks of beautiful creatures drifting through the skies. It is only after Matt meets the balloonist's granddaughter that he realizes that the man's ravings may, in fact, have been true, and that the creatures are completely real and utterly mysterious. In a swashbuckling adventure reminiscent of Jules Verne and Robert Louis Stevenson, Kenneth Oppel, author of the best-selling Silverwing trilogy, creates an imagined world in which the air is populated by transcontinental voyagers, pirates, and beings never before dreamed of by the humans who sail the skies. |
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... skin and sinew, like you're joined together. I heard the captain shouting out the control car window through a bullhorn, “Endurance, this is the Aurora. Please respond,” again and again. If the pilot had been asleep, this should have ...
... skin, glistened and rustled ever so slightly as I passed, like something alive and breathing. Perfuming the air was the faintest fragrance of ripe mangoes—the smell of the hydrium gas inside the cells. I dropped down onto the keel ...
... skin, four hundred feet below. The arm swung to its farthest point and stopped. The gondola was still out of reach, its rim about six feet below me now. Inside, the man shifted again, and I thought he moaned, but that might have been ...
... skins blazing with the rising sun's light, awaiting orders from the harbor master before they made their final approaches. All the world met here, and there was nowhere you couldn't go once aloft. We ourselves were bound for the other ...
... skin tingle. There was the rudder man at his wheel, and the elevator man at his. There was the gas control board and the ballast board and the engine room telegraph —I knew all the instruments and what they did, and imagined I could use ...
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Kate | |
Hot Chocolate for | |
The Log of the Endurance | |
Szpirglas | |
Sinking | |
The Island | |
Nest | |
The Cloud | |
Rescue | |
The | |
Ship Taken | |
Airborne | |
Airborn | |
At Anchor | |
Bones | |
Shipshape | |
The One That Fell | |
Shipwrecked | |
Hydrium | |
About the Author | |
Praise | |
Credits | |
Copyright About the Publisher | |