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The Dreamtime Guards

FINN Books Edition FireFlyerschienen am01.07.2022
Kitty and her adoptive sister Jojo are annoyed. Her mother has a new boyfriend, and then her strange aunt Missy, who was missing for years, suddenly shows up. At the same time, a recurring nightmare haunts all children in Lantyan. What luck that Kitty and Jojo have just received a message from Naytnal. The star of the empires, as Naytnal is also called, needs Kitty's and Jojo's help. Kitty and Jojo have a difficult mission ahead of them as the gloomy threatens to haunt the star of the empires. The nightmares come here too, and the evil spreads quickly. Kitty and Jojo are faced with a great mystery. Only the secret, legendary dream time guards can help. But whether they actually exist is the big question ... Fantasy literature from the pen of Elias J. Connor. Immerse yourself in the world of Naytnal. This is the second novel in the Naytnal series.

Elias J. Connor is an author in the genres of fantasy, drama, social drama and thriller, and in places also in other genres such as children's and youth literature and non-fiction. Elias began to write at an early age; first short stories, later complete stories. But he only does this in secret. In 2013, a close confidante gave him the idea of making his works available to the public. In 2014, Connor's first novel was published.mehr

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KlappentextKitty and her adoptive sister Jojo are annoyed. Her mother has a new boyfriend, and then her strange aunt Missy, who was missing for years, suddenly shows up. At the same time, a recurring nightmare haunts all children in Lantyan. What luck that Kitty and Jojo have just received a message from Naytnal. The star of the empires, as Naytnal is also called, needs Kitty's and Jojo's help. Kitty and Jojo have a difficult mission ahead of them as the gloomy threatens to haunt the star of the empires. The nightmares come here too, and the evil spreads quickly. Kitty and Jojo are faced with a great mystery. Only the secret, legendary dream time guards can help. But whether they actually exist is the big question ... Fantasy literature from the pen of Elias J. Connor. Immerse yourself in the world of Naytnal. This is the second novel in the Naytnal series.

Elias J. Connor is an author in the genres of fantasy, drama, social drama and thriller, and in places also in other genres such as children's and youth literature and non-fiction. Elias began to write at an early age; first short stories, later complete stories. But he only does this in secret. In 2013, a close confidante gave him the idea of making his works available to the public. In 2014, Connor's first novel was published.
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Weitere ISBN/GTIN9783754631546
ProduktartE-Book
EinbandartE-Book
FormatEPUB
Erscheinungsjahr2022
Erscheinungsdatum01.07.2022
Seiten346 Seiten
SpracheEnglisch
Dateigrösse439
Artikel-Nr.8767709
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Genre9200

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Leseprobe


Chapter 2 - The longest day of the year

 

  The firs and pines around the courtyard were huge. But a tree has towered over her for ages. It was the big fir tree that stood in the middle of the courtyard. When they built this complex back then, some of them wanted to tear down the big fir tree. But then they put it under nature protection without further ado - and so it stopped and a bench was built around it.

  The place out here by the fir tree was cozy. Lots of people just sat here during breaks. Or they learned. Or the teachers were preparing their next lesson. In the afternoons, many people just took a little rest here. And in the evenings there were often parties, barbecues and other parties, now that it was finally summer.

  In the early morning hours of this wonderful day it was really warm here, but it was still obviously much too early to meet someone at the big fir tree in the middle of the school yard. And even for a boarding school, where it was said that many get up early, just before half past seven was just too early.

  The wind, even if it was blowing gently, made the big fir sway imperceptibly. You could see it if you looked at the very top.

  In the early morning hours of that day it was of course correspondingly quiet in the whole yard for the time. And quietly. So quiet that you could even hear wolves howling or the roar of deer all the way here.

  But the calm was then suddenly interrupted. A girl riding a bicycle suddenly shot out from behind a bush with a monkey tooth and then drove into the middle of the yard. There it turned a few aimless circles.

  The bays for the bicycles were located near a staircase that led to the tennis courts. Countless bikes were parked there. The girl now slowed down. As she sauntered on, she looked for a free corner for her bike. Finally she found one, and then the girl dismounted.

  It skilfully steered its bike into the holder provided for it. Just as skilfully it mounted the bike lock on it and then locked the bike.

  As soon as the girl was finished with it, she let out a deep breath. It must have been going fast. Or very long, you couldn't see that exactly. In any case, the child seemed pretty exhausted. It stood still and looked at the sky. His eyes were big. And his hair was light brown, shoulder length and cut cheekily. Two cool braids hung in two red highlights behind the ears. That is, one of the two strands was concealing the girl's face for the moment. It gently pushed the strand from her face.

  Apparently the girl was thinking about something in particular. In any case, it shook its head, then made its way into the large wooden house that bordered the large courtyard.

 

  Lantyan - the most mysterious of all boarding schools. Anyone who came here could consider themselves very proud. Almost all children from America wished they could spend a year here. Of course, with such a long waiting list, the requirement to come in here is very high. You have to take difficult tests. You have to be interested in science - because Lantyan is a very science-oriented school with a focus on physics, math, American history and the like. You'd think that would put the kids off, but the fact was that more and more kids wanted to go to Lantyan. Even kindergarten children wanted Santa Claus to spend a night in Lantyan.

  It wasn't just science that drew the children here. It is said that Lantyan has a great secret. And that's exactly what draws the children here. That is exactly why so many wanted to come here. But only very few actually managed to pass the tough entrance exams. And somehow it should be a good thing that not everyone was allowed to know the secret of Lantyan.

 

  The youth with the dark blonde hair now ran to a large entrance, which was in the middle of the huge building complex. The two large glass doors were surrounded by a beautifully decorated wooden frame. And all the windows of this house had similar ornate frames. And beautiful shutters. The building was cut like a U, and in the middle was the courtyard with the big tree. And in front of every window there were small balconies with small flower boxes in bloom.

  She came down a large stairwell. Pleasant light shone into the large windows above, which fully illuminated it. She trudged slowly upstairs. And she pulled herself along the banister.

  A few other children were about to go into the large breakfast room that was to the right of the stairwell. It was now a quarter to eight and school doesn't start until nine o'clock. But if the children were up earlier, why shouldn't they have breakfast? In any case, you could have breakfast every morning from seven o'clock, even on weekends.

  As she stepped into a hallway, three or four other children came running towards her on the red carpet, one of whom bumped into her.

" Oh ... sorry, Sydney," the 13 year old boy apologized immediately. Apparently he knew the girl. I'm in a hurry. Total hunger. And already he was buzzing away again.

  Sydney had to grin briefly. But then she ran on. Here in the hallway the room doors had numbers, like in a hotel. But the names of the residents were also on it. When Sydney got to a door labeled Sydney Loona and Natalie Cox, she opened the door and went inside.

" Hey, Sydney!" Said a delighted girl who was sitting on her bed doing strange looking aerobic exercises. "There you are. Where have you been?"

" Don't ask." Sydney threw herself on the bed and stretched all fours out.

  Like Sydney, Natalie was 14 years old and Sydney's best friend. The two of them had been sharing the room here on Lantyan for some time. Sydney only came here three months ago. She was lucky to get a place in the middle of the school year. And she had been friends with Natalie since she was here. Well, yes, it actually took a few weeks before they became friends. Because Natalie was so far the most popular student in the class. With her long, light brown hair, she turned the heads of her classmates. And when Sydney arrived, it quickly became Natalie's competitor. But in the end they pulled themselves together. And then they became inseparable.

" Did you sleep badly again?", Natalie asked while she got up and took a math book out of her pocket.

" Bad?" Sydney looked over at her friend. Not at all! She emphasized. Around midnight I thought I was going to get some fresh air. By three o'clock I was already out on my bike in the fields. And then I drove and drove. Until suddenly ... "

  Natalie listened to her intently. But Sydney didn't go on talking.

" Until what? Tell me! , Natalie urged.

" Oh, nothing."

  Natalie couldn't understand that. They have never kept secrets from each other. And now there was something Sydney had apparently seen or experienced that she didn't want to tell Natalie.

" Are you still studying for your exam?" Sydney tried to distract Natalie instead. The maneuver seemed to work.

" Yes," answered Natalie. Then she lifted her shoulders briefly. "I can't do it after all."

" We just have to try."

  Sydney knew Natalie's problem. And she had the same thing, just not in math, but in Latin. And if nothing more happens during the inspection, Sydney and Natalie would have to repeat the year.

" Did you study all the time?" Asked Sydney.

" No, only three or four hours."

" From when?" Sydney gave Natalie a stern look - but what should she tell her? After all, she was out all night herself. So she wasn't angry that Natalie just ignored the question.

  Finally Natalie closed her book and put it away. "What the heck," she said. "Let's go to breakfast."

  A little later Natalie and Sydney stomped into the now well-frequented corridor and ran down to the dining room.

 

  There were three small huts located near the large building complex. They were actually wooden houses, but they were called huts in the Colorado valleys. They were big enough to live with five or six people.

  One of the huts looked slightly dirty. The caretaker lived in her. He had a lot of manual work to do, and most of it he did right in his garden. It goes without saying that scrap metal, wood, dust and sawdust are piled up in his garden.

  In the other cabin lived Mr. Templeton, the former headmaster, but who still taught as a teacher. His house looked clean, and now in the summer there were many plants in bloom in his garden. Mr. Templeton collected exotic flowers. Unfortunately, here in Colorado, even if the village was in a large valley, it was already quite cold in winter, and so some plants simply refused to sprout.

  But now it was summer, as I said. And in front of the terrace of the third and largest hut sat a young person, maybe 14 or 15, in shorts and a funny t-shirt. She was holding a book in her hand and seemed to be very absorbed in it. The whole time she looked frozen. Like painted. Only her medium-length hair, which shone golden in the morning sun, waved now and then in the breeze. Sometimes the wind blew her hair in front of her eyes, then she had to pull it away. But she just sat there and read the whole time.

  There was a strange motif on her t-shirt. She didn't know why she liked it so much, because the picture was actually a bit creepy. It showed a castle surrounded by two huge swords. The castle was dark red. Like sandstone, only much...

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