MacHale, D.J - Pendragon 02 - The Lost City of Faar by MacHale D.J

Author:MacHale, D.J [MacHale, D.J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-10T20:00:00+00:00

But then, just as he was about to climb down, his face changed. He had found something after all.

“Let me down,” he ordered.

I awkwardly bent down and dropped his foot. He banged his shoulder against the door frame as he came down, but he was okay.

“What did you find?” I asked. I couldn’t believe that some hint of his past life had actually been left behind.

Spader held the treasure in his hand.

I knew instantly that it wasn’t something he put there himself. It was a piece of green paper, folded in half. Written on the outside in black letters was: “For Spader. I’m proud of you and I love you. Hobey-ho!” I could only guess that it was his mum’s handwriting.

Spader unfolded the paper and I saw his mum’s final gift to him. It was the other half of the map that led to the lost city of Faar.

“She may be gone,” he said softly. “But I guess her job wasn’t finished until I got this.”

“Hello? Anyone home?”

The bright voice came from the entrance to the apartment. It was a woman’s voice. For a moment I thought Spader’s mother had returned. Spader did too. He ran for the entrance. Uncle Press and I were right behind.

But when we got there, we saw that it wasn’t Spader’s mother after all. It was Po Nassi, the agronomer. What was she doing here?

“Here you boys are! Why did you run off like that?” she asked like a scolding but jovial schoolteacher.

“Why aren’t you with Yenza and Manoo?” asked Uncle Press.

“Those two are on a futile quest,” she answered with a huff. “My time is better spent elsewhere.”

This was weird. Had she followed us?

“Now,” she said. “Young Spader. Did you find what you came for?”

Spader answered her with a confused look. Uncle Press and I did the same. What was she talking about?

“I didn’t think it was possible, myself,” she explained. “Like all you wet little Clorans, I thought the lost city of Faar was a myth. That is, until I saw the symbol your father had drawn for you. He was a resourceful Traveler. I’m guessing he discovered the city was real and knew its location. Now I think you know it too.”

Uh-oh. Uncle Press stiffened beside me. The hair began to stand up on my neck. I was afraid I knew exactly where this was going and it was a very, very bad place.

“How could you know?” Spader asked, dumbfounded. He had no clue what was going on, but he was about to find out.

Nassi looked to Uncle Press and gave him a catlike grin.

“Ahh, Press. Don’t you just love them when they’re young?” she asked. “Such… innocence.”

And then it happened. The agronomer Nassi began to transform before our eyes. Her face contorted, her body shifted, her whole figure grew watery and unformed. It only took about five seconds, but I guarantee they were five seconds that Spader would replay in his mind for the rest of his life. I probably would too, but I had seen it before.

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