By Stephen Messer

A high-flying myth event that may blow readers away!

Every kite Oliver touches flies immediately into the floor, making him the laughingstock of Windblowne. With the kite-flying competition in basic terms days away, Oliver tracks down his reclusive great-uncle Gilbert, a former champion. With Gilbert's support, Oliver can photograph himself at the crest, launching into the winds to turn into one of many mythical fliers of Windblowne.

Then his great-uncle vanishes in the course of a conflict with mysterious assault kites—kites that appear to fly themselves! All that is still is his prize ownership, an easy pink kite. at the very least, the kite turns out uncomplicated. while Oliver attempts to fly it, the kite lifts him excessive above the bushes. whilst he comes down, town and all its humans have disappeared. all at once the pageant is the very last thing on Oliver's brain as he's catapulted right into a secret that may switch every little thing he is aware approximately himself and his world.

Inspired through the paintings of Diana Wynne Jones, debut writer Stephen Messer grants a fable publication for girls and boys within which the gap among realities is the same as the breadth of a kite string.

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Quickly the sunshine published a lady, wiry and small, with black hair tied again and a dash of freckles on her face, and a purple knit pouch slung over her shoulder. She swung one-handed onto a department twenty toes above Oliver’s head and crouched there, taking a look at him interestingly and tossing a around stone from one hand to the opposite. It used to be Ilia. Oliver needed he may possibly soften into the floor. Then he discovered that, during this Windblowne, she had no concept who he used to be or that he have been so careless as to lose her appeal. in truth, it wasn’t even her attraction. She additionally didn’t understand that Oliver had as soon as, via severe ineptitude, destroyed her most pretty kite. She didn’t recognize that, in one other global, humans nonetheless spoke ruefully of the college of flying fish that shattered right into a thousand items after Oliver authorised the reels. a few of the white-hot embarrassment pale away. “No,” Oliver responded eventually. “It wasn’t a poultry. good, such a lot of it, besides. ” Ilia persisted to stare. Oliver turned uncomfortably conscious of his visual appeal. His flying outfits appeared as though that they had been shredded by way of wild animals, which that they had, with support from part the thornbushes at the mountain. They have been blood-soaked and filthy, just like the remainder of him. His kite was once an ideal fit, battered and lined in dirt. It used to be acknowledged in Windblowne that folks prove taking a look like their kites. For Oliver, this had by no means been truer. “Can I see your kite? ” Ilia requested. “Uh,” stated Oliver. Ilia looked as if it would take that as a certain. Slinging the stone into the purple knit pouch, she descended, skipping from department to department. She landed with a thump beside Oliver and reached out. Oliver, stunned that she didn't look afraid, held out the kite. She poked it carefully. A extremely joyful smile broke out on her face. “What a pleasant kite! ” she stated. “You haven't any idea,” acknowledged Oliver, feeling proud. “I might,” acknowledged Ilia. “I used to be sitting at the wall this morning, staring at the solar upward push. I observed you fly down from the sky. I’ve been following you ever considering the fact that. ” “Oh,” stated Oliver. “You desire a few aid along with your oak climbing,” acknowledged Ilia. “Well, it was once my first try,” Oliver acknowledged defensively. “How did you persist with me? ” “Through the oaks,” spoke back Ilia. She took one other stone from her pouch and scanned the sky. “So is that … factor … coming again? ” “It’s referred to as a hunter. And certain. It’s going to convey extra with it. ” “Come on, then,” acknowledged Ilia. She became and dashed alongside the wall. Oliver undefined, listening for symptoms of pursuit from under. They quickly got here to an oak with numerous low-hanging branches. with out breaking stride, Ilia started to climb. Oliver mounted the kite to his pack and climbed after her, comfortable that she had long gone first. He desired to perform mountaineering a few extra ahead of she observed him at it back. The air appeared to get thinner as they climbed, or even Oliver used to be attaining the actual limits of exhaustion. He felt queasy. He questioned how lengthy it's going to take him to hit the floor if he fell, what percentage branches he may possibly hit at the manner down. Ilia confirmed no indicators of tiring, and he wasn’t approximately to invite her to decelerate.

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