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Gool

Gool

The Salt Trilogy, Volume Two
by Maurice Gee
edition:Hardcover
tagged : dystopian
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Beyond the Inland Sea, beyond the jungle and mountains, the world was in turmoil. He thought of it as a hissing cauldron, with a thousand unknown things, alive and tormented, throwing the steam and stench of hatred high into the air.

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Nightwalker

Nightwalker

The Warlocks of Talverdin, Book 1
by K.V. Johansen
edition:Paperback
tagged : self-esteem & self-reliance, prejudice & racism
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"Wait!" Chancellor Holden cried, and fast as a striking hawk he swooped forward and dragged me up by the front of my tunic.
Even as he swooped, I realized that in the fall, my mother's rings had tumbled out the neck of my shirt. I clutched at them, but too late. Chancellor Holden jerked the heavy chain over my head and held it swinging before them all.

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Redwing

Redwing

by Holly Bennett
edition:Paperback
tagged : death & dying, music
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Salt

Salt

The Salt Trilogy Book 1
by Maurice Gee
edition:Hardcover
tagged : dystopian
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The Whips, as silent as hunting cats, surrounded Blood Burrow in the hour before sun-up and began their sweep as the morning dogs began to howl. Their gray tunics turned black in the downpour, their helmets shone like beetle wings and the sparks that jumped from their fingers as they herded their recruits fizzed and spat like sewer gas.

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Shapeshifter

Shapeshifter

by Holly Bennett
edition:Paperback
also available: eBook
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I didn't dare move, my four legs as uncertain and untried as a newborn's... The triumph of what I had done thrilled through my blood, and the terror of it too. It had happened without my effort or will. What if I could not change back? Panic rose up in my breast, and I might have tried to claw my way out of my new skin if not for the fawn. He nuzzled beside me, nosing my flank as though checking for milk and then backing up awkwardly to find and lick my muzzle. The wonder of it pushed away the fear, and once I stopped being afraid, I understood that returning to my own form would be as simple as willing it.

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