Moon Magic by Tony Abbott

Author:Tony Abbott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2015-08-24T04:00:00+00:00

Eric and Keeah flew quickly from the Underworld to Droon while the Twilight Star’s silvery beams guided their way.

The passage between the worlds coiled and zigzagged. Eric felt as if his mind was doing the same thing.

Was Sparr actually … gone?

How could he not perish in that fall?

Would they really never see him again?

“Keep reminding yourself,” said Keeah as they flew higher, “it’s a long time in the future now. There’s no telling what we’ll find.”

Eric felt Keeah press his hand harder. “I think I’m ready.”

“For anything?” she asked.

“Well, for some things.”

But as ready as he was, Eric was not prepared for what they saw the moment they left the Underworld and flew out over Droon.

“Oh, no,” said Keeah. “No … no.”

As they swept up into the air, then drifted over the Droon Sea, they were stunned at what stood on the far coast.

It was Jaffa City.

Or what was left of it.

The tall pink towers and golden dome of the great royal capital of Droon were charred black, toppled, and fallen. The burning embers of great buildings smoldered in every quarter of the city. All around the crumbling walls were encampments of every type and description of beast.

Worst of all, a giant black flag emblazoned with Ko’s terrifying symbol flew over the city’s once-proud gates.

“Oh …” Keeah faltered. “Is this what happened after we entered the Portal fifty years ago? Did Ko win? Does Ko rule over all of Droon now?”

Eric didn’t know what to say. What could he say? “We’d better find a place to land.”

“Yes … yes …” she said.

Choking as much on her own tears as from the smoke, Keeah veered away from the city toward the only patch of green they could see.

Eric recognized it as the very northern edge of the Farne Woods. Much of the forest had been destroyed, cut down, or burned black.

“Down there,” said Eric, pointing to the trees. “Smoke. White smoke. The good kind.”

Through the thick canopy of branches, Keeah spied the source of the smoke.

It was a small, rustic cabin.

Her heart trembled as she recognized her birthplace, the king and queen’s tiny cottage where they were first married.

Eric remembered it as the place where Keeah had found her long-lost magic harp.

“It’s still standing,” she said. “I wonder if my parents are there.”

“At least some Ninns are,” said Eric. Near the cottage sat a half dozen large, red-faced warriors around a campfire. “Let’s land.”

The two children circled the woods and touched down among the trees. The moment they approached the cabin, the startled Ninns glanced up, screamed, then fled into the woods, leaving their campfires sputtering.

“What’s wrong?” asked Eric. “They look like they’ve seen a couple of ghosts.”

Keeah gulped. “Maybe they have. This is a new, dark future, remember? Maybe we’re much older now. Maybe we’re even … even …”

“Don’t say it!” said Eric, suddenly imagining a future without Keeah or him in it.

“Who’s there?” said a voice.

The front door of the cottage creaked open. In the doorway stood an old man.

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