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Description: Raging Star by Moira Young Saba leads a group of guerrillas against DeMalo and the Tonton, all while contemplating DeMalos invitation to join him in building a New Eden. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Sabas passion kept her allies alive. Now it may destroy them all in the gut-wrenching third book in the highly praised Dust Lands trilogy, which MTVs Hollywood Crush blog called "better than The Hunger Games." Saba is ready to seize her destiny and defeat DeMalo...until she meets him and he confounds all her expectations with his seductive vision of a healed earth, a New Eden. DeMalo wants Saba to join him, in life and work, to create and build a healthy, stable, sustainable world...for the chosen few. The young and healthy. Under his control. Jacks choice is clear: to fight DeMalo and try to stop New Eden. Presumed dead, hes gone undercover, feeding Saba crucial information in secret meetings. Saba commits herself to the fight--and hides her connection with DeMalo. Joined by her brother, Lugh, and her sister, Emmi, Saba leads a small guerilla band against the settlers and the Tonton militia. But the odds are overwhelming. Saba knows how to fight--shes not called the Angel of Death for nothing. But what if the fight cannot be won? Then DeMalo offers her a seductive chance she may not be able to refuse. How much will she sacrifice to save the people she loves? Betrayal lurks in unexpected places in the breathtaking conclusion to the Dust Lands Trilogy. Author Biography MOIRA YOUNG has been by turns an actress, a dancer, and an opera singer, but her first loves are books and writing. A native of Canada, she now lives in the UK with her husband. "Raging Star" is the third book in the eerie and unforgettable Dust Lands trilogy, after the critically acclaimed "Blood Red Road" and "Rebel Heart." Review "This is the concluding and most absorbing book in the Old West-flavored Dust Lands trilogy, and Young has done a stellar job populating a spare yet beautiful landscape with flawed, heroic characters...settle in for a heartbreaking and satisfying conclusion."-- "Booklist" Review Quote "This is the concluding and most absorbing book in the Old Westflavored Dust Lands trilogy, and Young has done a stellar job populating a spare yet beautiful landscape with flawed, heroic characters...settle in for a heartbreaking and satisfying conclusion." Excerpt from Book Raging Star WE RUN. THROUGH THE NIGHT. THE FIVE OF US. THROUGH the white night-time woods of New Eden. Lugh an Tommo an Ash an Creed an me. The five of us. We run. Dry tree litter cushions the ground. Hushes the pound of our boots. Our breath puffs steam in the chill. Were all sharp, tight with intent. Lughs got the rope, slung around his chest. I carry the blastpack. Swaddled in cloth, tucked in my sack, along with my meagre gear. Long-looker. Sleepkit. Flint. Waterskin. Salt twist. Cooktin. Shirt. Medicine bag. Knife in my boot sheath. Bolt shooter. Ammo belt. My whiteoak bow an a full quiver. An the heartstone hangs at my neck. Cool in the hollow of my throat. Thats pretty well it. It aint much. Guerillas travel light. An fast. An thats what we are. Were the Free Hawks, reborn. Set to fight fer the right to live in New Eden. Good land an clean waters scarce in this world. But its here in New Eden. An its the birthright of all. Weak an strong. Old an young. People an beasts an all that share the earth. Not jest him an his Chosen ones. Him. DeMalo. The Pathfinder. His Chosen ones, the Stewards of the Earth. Pure young people. Strong an healthy. Breeders, workers fer his shiny new world. Forced to his service at gunpoint. To be flattered an wooed by him. Convinced an overcome an bent to his will. Kept in line by his Tonton militia. Tonight we thread through the trees. We each map our own course. We leap over streams. Over rocks. Then a sudden slowdown to pick-pick safe passage through a gangle of overground roots. We caint afford no injury. No slips or twists or breaks. Were at the dreg edge of New Eden. In the far southeast corner, where it bleeds to the bleak of the Raze. This is deadbone country. No settlement or farms. Its ridges an hollows an hills. Here the land holds itself close. The earth spreads thin over rock. The trees root wily an tough. As much as we can, we keep to the high ground. Our forest worlds clear-lit. Washed cold white by the moon. We move outta the shadows. Into the light. Then back to the shadows agin. In an out, over an over. Were silvered. Whitewashed. Ghosts on the run. An Trackers my ghostly wolfdog. Rough-haired lord of the woods, his great body skims at my side. High above, Nero crow-surfs the night. Ridin the wind on a sea of stars. A sea of restless stars. Its star time. Star season. In these short days of the year when the light fails early an things perish, the stars streak through the night. Theyre the unquiet souls of the dead. Returnin to earth on unfinished business. I run at the front fer the most part. But I slip back now an then to save my breath. East, thats our course, due east by the Plough. It warnt my plan we should run all the way. Its jest what we did, what happened. As we left the cave where wed stopped to rest, I started off a quick walk pace. A few strides later, we was runnin. Were too wired, too buzzed to go slower. I keep sharp-eyed from the off. Im lookin fer Jacks first waymark. The start of his white spruce trail. White spruce, a tree like no other. Stunted an twisted. Easy to spot, night or day. When I clock the first tree, his first mark, I smile. Hes done jest like we said. On the trees north side, on a shoulder-height branch, hes hung a twist of root. Hes tagged me this shortcut every half-league. Its our secret. His an mine. An Jacks my secret. Everybody else believes him to be dead. They think he got killed a month ago. When we blasted the Tonton stronghold, Resurrection. An thats how it must be. Hes gotta stay dead. Jack has few friends among us. Them I run with tonight in these woods aint his friends. Ash an Creed hate him fer his time in the Tonton. Jack joined the enemy, sure. To work aginst them, though, not with em. But he got tainted by blood. He was there that night, at the Darktrees slaughter when the Tonton killed our friends. The Free Hawks an the Raiders. He took no part in that bloody deed. In fact, he saved their lives. Creed an Ash, that is. Maev too. An he helped us at Resurrection. He was the one who blew the place up. His quick thinkin spared Emmis life. None of that stands to his credit. Not with Ash an Creed. They lost their tribes at Darktrees that night. Their souls was cut deep an fer always. Jack rode with the killers, thats enough to damn him. If they know hes alive, theyll betray him fer sure. Lughs got the biggest hate fer Jack. Tommo comes a close second. Both of em fer reasons to do with me. Slim dont know Jack. Molly an Emmi love him. As always with Jack, it aint simple. So we decided, him an me. We caint trust all of em, so its safest we tell none. To them, he has to be dead. If only they knew. Jacks on our side. Hes my scout, my spy. Busy workin his tiny network of New Eden rebels. Hes got a few insiders, clear-eyed Stewards who share our aims. An some outcasts. So-called Treedogs, becuz they went to ground in the woods. When DeMalo seized their land, they chose to stay. To stay hidden an cause him trouble. Jacks helped me plan this first action. He scratched maps in the dirt. We talked tactics an ammo. He tagged our trail all the way, jest over two leagues from the cave to the bridge. The bridge that spans the Eastern Defile, to join New Eden to the Raze. The bridge that were set to blow. Its bin newly built by slave labour. DeMalos a builder of roads an bridges. Faster travel fer the Tonton. Easier passage fer his Stewards of the Earth as they work their stolen farmland. We aim to smash all of em, bit by bit. Way out heres a good place to start. Well test our drill, our discipline, our method. Without no fear of disturbance. Good thing Jack marked the way fer us. We know New Eden pretty good by now. But till they built this bridge, there warnt nuthin in this lonely corner. We know it in general, not particular. I slipped to the rear a while back. Keepin my eyes peeled fer Jacks final waymark. Theres a white spruce ahead. This one hunches alone an apart. As I come up on it, I slow a bit. Yes, there it is. The twist of root on a branch. The Defile an the bridge lie jest ahead. Hot excitement kicks in me. Now Ill lead the way agin. As I surge forwards, Tracker keeps pace. Creeds a little off to my left. Hes shirtless, like always, tattooed neck to waist. An hes bootless, also like always. He says his feet map the land as they touch it. The chills nudged him into a dandyboy frock coat. Its shabby swallowtails stream in his wake. As I pass him, he flashes a wide, white grin. Silver rings gleam in his ears. Ash stretches out in a casual lope. Long legs easy. Shoulders low. Her hair flies behind, a waist-length banner of plaits. I nod as I shift past her. Almost there. Her square-jawed face cracks a rare smile. Ash aint no misery, not by a long shot. But she aint cheerful by a long shot neether. Unless theres trouble or danger or a fight ahead. Which is what shell be hopin. But not in a bad way. I press on to Tommo. Come right up, close up to him. He shuns me. Ducks his head sos his hair hides his eyes. But I know what Id see if I could see em. Hurt. An anger. I touch his arm to let him know were near the bridge. He shrugs me off. Quick. A bit rough. Tommo hates me fierce right now. An hes justified. Steppin on his heart like I did. Heedless, careless of the fallout. At fifteen summers, he tips between boyhood an manhood. An I played them both false, man an boy, with a kiss. A lovers kiss that was a lie. Now he nurses the bruise of my deceit. Me an Tracker forge ahead, closin in on Lugh. Hes bin holdin fast as leader fer some time. I noticed he wouldnt yield to Tommo a little while back. I spose hes makin some kinda point. What that might be, I aint got time to consider. Lugh! I keep my voice low as I pull alongside him. Were nearly there, I says. Ill take it from here. He throws me a glance. His beautys whitewashed by the moon. His birthmoon tattoo stands out darkly sharp. High on his right cheekbone, jest like mine. Put there by Pa to mark us as special. We two, rare Midwinter twins. The boy made of daylight, gold as the sun, child of our mothers heart. The girl, me, dark as the night-time, bein in her brothers shadow. Youd hardly take us fer kin, Lugh an me, let alone think we shared our mothers womb. Fall back, I tell him. Im leadin us in, you know that. He dont acknowledge me. Jest stares straight ahead, with his chin set to mulish. He starts to speed up. So I do too. Before I know it, were racin each other. Neck an neck. I glare disbelief at him. Cut it out, I says. Cmon Lugh. He makes no answer. Hes pushin hisself. Breathin hard. Nostrils flared. Jaw clenched. But hes bin flat out runnin too long. With a shake of my head, I kick up my speed. Fine! I says. Be like that! I pull away easy. We leave him behind, me an Tracker. I glance back. Hes stopped. Bent double with his hands on his knees. His chest heaves as he pulls in air. Ash, Creed an Tommo hafta swerve around him. What a time he picks to lock antlers. Ill hafta have speech with him later. Fer now, that problems parked. Now, we got a bridge to blow. + + + We crouch behind a cluster of rocks, well up the hill above the bridge. We git our breath back as we take in the lie of the land. Tracker flops between me an Ash, his tongue hung out to cool. Nero sails down onto my head. Details ISBN1442430036 Author Moira Young Short Title RAGING STAR R/E Pages 448 Publisher Margaret K. McElderry Books Language English ISBN-10 1442430036 ISBN-13 9781442430037 Media Book Format Paperback DEWEY FIC Series Dust Lands Year 2015 Publication Date 2015-05-12 Imprint Margaret K. McElderry Books Series Number 3 Audience Age 13-17 Edition Description Reprint ed. Audience Teenage / Young adult We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:137779093;

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