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A Web of Air (The Fever Crumb Trilogy, Book 2)

A Web of Air (The Fever Crumb Trilogy, Book 2)


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Called "imaginative, inventive, and exciting" in a starred review from Kirkus, the second adventure in the Fever Crumb trilogy is now in paperback.

Two years ago, Fever Crumb escaped the war-torn city of London in a traveling theater. Now, she arrives in the extraordinary city of Mayda, where buildings ascend the cliffs on funicular rails, and a mysterious recluse is building a machine that can fly. Fever is the engineer he needs — but ruthless enemies will kill to possess their secrets.In this gripping sequel to Fever Crumb, master storyteller Philip Reeve creates a riveting story that is unforgettable and delightful at every fast-paced, breathless turn.

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ISBN-13: 9780545222174
Publisher: Scholastic, Inc.
Publication date: 01/01/2013
Series: The Fever Crumb Trilogy , #2
Pages: 304
Sales rank: 152,270
Product dimensions: 5.38(w) x 7.84(h) x 0.63(d)
Lexile: 1000L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 18 Years

About the Author

Philip Reeve is the bestselling author of the Mortal Engines quartet, which is now a major motion picture, and the award-winning Fever Crumb series. His other books include the highly acclaimed Here Lies Arthur and No Such Thing As Dragons. He lives in England with his wife and son. Visit him online at

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From Fever Crumb: A Web of Air

In her girlhood she had often heard old Dr. Collihole, her fellow Engineer, describe his dreams of flight. She had even flown herself, in the balloon that he had built from scrap paper and filled with hot air on the roof of Godshawk's Head. She hadlistened to him recount the legends about heavierthan- air flying machines built by the Ancients, and dismiss them, sadly, as mere fairy tales, because all his experiments had led him to believe that heavier-than-air flight was impossible. But it seemed to her that someone in Mayda did not agree. Someone in this city was designing a flying machine, or at least a glider. And now a model of it had flown into the hands of one of the few people in this quarter of Europa who could understand what it was...

Which seemed to Fever to be such an unlikely coincidence that she did not think that it could be a coincidence at all. But whoever had launched the glider, from those dark terraces above her, did not seem to want to show themselves, and it was late, and the moon was dipping behind the shoulder of the crater, and so, clutching the white glider to her chest, she went walking thoughtfully back into the city.

The angels had lost interest in her. But from the shadowed terraces above, someone watched her go.

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