Circles of Stone
The second volume in an epic fantasy trilogy that will thrill everyone who loves rich stories of wonder and magic.Together, they have unimaginable power. But unless they part, that power may destroy them.As the dark lord Thoth raises a monstrous army, Sylas and Naeo discover that their new-found power could also be their undoing. At the same time, Sylas longs to find his mother, and Naeo her father. So begins a mirrored quest that will bring Naeo into our world of science and take Sylas deep into the magic of the Other. They both hope to find the one the other loves, but also the ultimate truth: of our broken worlds and divided souls, of prophecy and of Sylas and Naeo’s wondrous power.But it’s a race against time. Even as they begin their journey, Thoth’s creatures mass at the gateways between our worlds – at the ancient circles of stone…War is coming and unless Sylas and Naeo can stop it, it may destroy us all.
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Childrenâs Books in 2015
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Copyright © Ian Johnstone 2015
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âI became totally immersed in an amazing world of painted words ⦠breathtaking and an absolute joy to read. A book that you will reflect on for the rest of your life. Just like when you first read The Hobbit or took your first stroll along the story path of Terry Pratchett ⦠An epic masterpiece.â Mr Ripleyâs Enchanted Books
âJohnstone effortlessly conjures up elaborate worlds rich in both magic and fantasy. The Bell Between Worlds has an enchanting quality that is capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the likes of The Chronicles of Narnia and His Dark Materials ⦠The narrative flows with ease and the story maintains excitement right to the end. This highly-charged adventure is a delightful page-turner for both children and adults alike.â
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For Mum and Dad, who let me dream
âFrom the frothing talons of tempest a single craft emerged â broken but afloat â drifting wearily tosafe harbour.â
THE TWO GIANT TREES towered above the others, their arms outstretched as though claiming the ancient forest as their own. But it was not only their size that made these mighty oaks so magical, nor their drapery of white where the other trees wore thin cloaks of orange and brown leaves. What made them wondrous was their slow graceful motion. Like commanders inspecting their troops they took a stately path between the lesser trees, sweeping this way and that through the vast skeletal canopy.
And so it was that as the forest chattered and rustled and chirped its welcome, the great masts of the Windrush brought it to the end of its long journey.
The captain heaved at the wheel and the battered old ship turned another bend in the river. He brushed back his ragged mop of blond curls and peered through the pockets of evening mist. He frowned and blinked.
âThis is it â¦â he muttered, raising his head to look for his companions. âThis is it!â
Simia was sitting with her feet dangling over the side of the ship and did not look up.
âYou said that three bends ago, Ash,â she grumbled, throwing a pebble into the river. âAnd two bends before that.â
âBut it really is this time, Iâm sure of it! Get Naeo ⦠or Sylas ⦠either â both of them!â
âAye, aye, Capân â¦â grumbled Simia, giving him a wilting salute.
She made her way to the nearest hatch and disappeared below. Moments later her shock of red hair reappeared above deck and behind her another girl stepped into view. She looked about the same age as Simia but was taller and climbed the ladder lightly, with a longer, more graceful step. Her blonde hair was drawn back and held in place by a criss-cross of sticks, revealing a narrow neck and delicate features. As she stepped on to the deck, she fixed Ash with her piercing blue eyes.
