New Light
- New Light - Book One
- Indbinding:
- Paperback
- Sideantal:
- 318
- Udgivet:
- 16. april 2020
- Størrelse:
- 152x229x18 mm.
- Vægt:
- 467 g.
- 2-3 uger.
- 23. januar 2025
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- 20 timers lytning og læsning
- Adgang til 70.000+ titler
- Ingen binding
Abonnementet koster 75 kr./md.
Ingen binding og kan opsiges når som helst.
Beskrivelse af New Light
All Anniya wants are batteries for her dying air conditioner. All the universe wants is her!
Join Anniya, a teenage lightmaker, and her friend the lightfox, on a ripping ride across a changed universe billions of years in the future. Shadow this homebody on an epic journey as she reluctantly learns the secrets of the great, eternal, and invincible Towers of the School, discovers the purpose of an all powerful sunstone, and argues with a lightfox.
Can Anniya and her archaeologist and scholar friends Chris and Tom fight the battle against the diabolical Vectan Empire all while finding the true source of the legendary goldenlight--to save her friends and school....will she get those batteries?
Come join the adventure! Come and see New Light.
Chapter 1
On a humid night in Namoon's planetwide jungle there stood a seven-room treehouse. Inside the treehouse cold vapor fell from a glowing blue device set above the kitchen entryway. The misty cascade parted like curtains as a girl in her late teens passed through, turning off the lights.
She touched the kitchen wall pane which showed only one remaining red bar lit beneath eleven unlit bars.
She frowned.
Exiting to the hallway, she reached down to grab, flip and snap a longboard to her back. The board's five crystals shined with a dim orange light, bobbing in the darkness as she strode to the front door where she stopped to grab a satchel and large backpack off the wall.
From the cool quiet of her house, the girl stepped out onto her balcony and into the hot, thick jungle air. The night droned with insects accented by the warbles and chirpings of bird and frog calls.
Leaning out over her high balcony railing, she raised her hazel eyes to the night sky. Through the upper branches and leaves of her house's immense woven tree, she gazed up past the moonlit clouds at the bright stars. A soft warm breeze drafted upwards, ruffling her short auburn hair with the scents of fruits and flowers from her gardens below.
She shifted her attention to the weightless fox now sitting on her shoulder. The fox had luminous sapphire eyes and a shiny, almost metallic, coat.
Smiling, she reached into her pocket and withdrew a small square of puffed rice frosted on top with two layers, one tan and the other brown. "You know, Spirit, real foxes and dogs, and cats, aren't supposed to eat chocsugar. Only lightfoxes." She bent the square down the middle, pulled it in half, and tossed it into the air.
Without moving the fabric on the girl's shoulder, and with no noise or disturbance of air, the lightfox leaped, caught the half in his mouth, then landed on the balcony railing in a sitting position, facing the girl.
She tossed the other half of the chocsugar-covered treat into her own mouth. Eyes closed, she shook her head grinning. "Is that not the best that thing you've ever tasted, Spirit?"
Spirit answered with a rich and pleasant voice. "Anniya, I think your junglemix is the best thing I have ever tasted." The little lightfox closed his eyes and nodded, his fur shimmered in the moonlight, reflecting faint gold patterns of fine spirals and intricate filigrees.
Anniya let her smile go then scratched her head. "Have you ever eaten anything else?"
"Junglemix is the only thing I have ever eaten, Anniya." Spirit cocked his head.
Anniya blinked. "Well, I guess that's my own fault." She shrugged. "Let's see if you like anything else."
She reached into her cape's pocket, withdrawing some dried mango slices. "Here, try this." She bent a small slice down the middle, pulled it in half, then tossed the piece of dried fruit into the air.
Without doing anything at all, Spirit sat there and watched as the piece of mango rose into the air and then fell to the ground.
Anniya looked down at the piece of dried mango on the wood deck, then back up to Spirit on the railing. "Maybe some nuts?"
Join Anniya, a teenage lightmaker, and her friend the lightfox, on a ripping ride across a changed universe billions of years in the future. Shadow this homebody on an epic journey as she reluctantly learns the secrets of the great, eternal, and invincible Towers of the School, discovers the purpose of an all powerful sunstone, and argues with a lightfox.
Can Anniya and her archaeologist and scholar friends Chris and Tom fight the battle against the diabolical Vectan Empire all while finding the true source of the legendary goldenlight--to save her friends and school....will she get those batteries?
Come join the adventure! Come and see New Light.
Chapter 1
On a humid night in Namoon's planetwide jungle there stood a seven-room treehouse. Inside the treehouse cold vapor fell from a glowing blue device set above the kitchen entryway. The misty cascade parted like curtains as a girl in her late teens passed through, turning off the lights.
She touched the kitchen wall pane which showed only one remaining red bar lit beneath eleven unlit bars.
She frowned.
Exiting to the hallway, she reached down to grab, flip and snap a longboard to her back. The board's five crystals shined with a dim orange light, bobbing in the darkness as she strode to the front door where she stopped to grab a satchel and large backpack off the wall.
From the cool quiet of her house, the girl stepped out onto her balcony and into the hot, thick jungle air. The night droned with insects accented by the warbles and chirpings of bird and frog calls.
Leaning out over her high balcony railing, she raised her hazel eyes to the night sky. Through the upper branches and leaves of her house's immense woven tree, she gazed up past the moonlit clouds at the bright stars. A soft warm breeze drafted upwards, ruffling her short auburn hair with the scents of fruits and flowers from her gardens below.
She shifted her attention to the weightless fox now sitting on her shoulder. The fox had luminous sapphire eyes and a shiny, almost metallic, coat.
Smiling, she reached into her pocket and withdrew a small square of puffed rice frosted on top with two layers, one tan and the other brown. "You know, Spirit, real foxes and dogs, and cats, aren't supposed to eat chocsugar. Only lightfoxes." She bent the square down the middle, pulled it in half, and tossed it into the air.
Without moving the fabric on the girl's shoulder, and with no noise or disturbance of air, the lightfox leaped, caught the half in his mouth, then landed on the balcony railing in a sitting position, facing the girl.
She tossed the other half of the chocsugar-covered treat into her own mouth. Eyes closed, she shook her head grinning. "Is that not the best that thing you've ever tasted, Spirit?"
Spirit answered with a rich and pleasant voice. "Anniya, I think your junglemix is the best thing I have ever tasted." The little lightfox closed his eyes and nodded, his fur shimmered in the moonlight, reflecting faint gold patterns of fine spirals and intricate filigrees.
Anniya let her smile go then scratched her head. "Have you ever eaten anything else?"
"Junglemix is the only thing I have ever eaten, Anniya." Spirit cocked his head.
Anniya blinked. "Well, I guess that's my own fault." She shrugged. "Let's see if you like anything else."
She reached into her cape's pocket, withdrawing some dried mango slices. "Here, try this." She bent a small slice down the middle, pulled it in half, then tossed the piece of dried fruit into the air.
Without doing anything at all, Spirit sat there and watched as the piece of mango rose into the air and then fell to the ground.
Anniya looked down at the piece of dried mango on the wood deck, then back up to Spirit on the railing. "Maybe some nuts?"
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