Darke (Septimus Heap, Book 6)
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In the sixth book of the Magykal series, Alther Mella has been Banished, a Darke Domaine engulfs the Castle, and a Darke dragon is on the loose. Septimus Heap must use all of his skills to save the Castle and the Wizard Tower from destruction: He must enter the Darke. But he cannot do this alone. With the help of Jenna, Alther Mella, Marcellus Pye, and Septimus's estranged brother, Simon Heap, Septimus and Marcia Overstrand battle the spreading Darkenesse. Will Septimus succeed in protecting his Magykal world?
Written with Angie Sage's characteristic humor, Septimus Heap, Book Six: Darke is a compelling fantasy adventure filled with surprises, thrills, and laugh-out-loud moments. Readers will revel in the action-packed story as they realize the wisdom of Magyk—that all things are meant to be part of a living whole.
fast, looking upward, hoping to see some kind of space where he could draw a breath. Just one deep, beautiful breath of air was all he needed . . . just one. He was so busy looking up that he almost did not notice a flight of steps cut into the rock in front of him. It was only when the light from his Dragon Ring showed a strip of lapis lazuli set into the edge of a step, and above it another, and then another, that he realized he had found his way out. Eagerly his hands followed the steps up to
get back.” Septimus would have liked to give Syrah a quick good-bye kiss but that was not possible. A person in the process of DisEnchantment must not be connected to anything that is earthbound. This was why the Forrest Bands holding Syrah suspended had been such a breakthrough—they Magykally broke the connection with earth and allowed the DisEnchantment to work. Most of the time. Septimus left the DisEnchanting Chamber, made his way through the antechamber and stepped out into the sick bay.
arrived. The midwife went crazy—really crazy—when the guard stopped her from chasing after her own baby. “Serves her right,” Beetle remembered saying. “Yeah. I s’pose it does. But what a horrible thing to happen—to her baby, I mean. And of course the midwife would have told everyone that I was not her child but they wouldn’t have listened. They never listened to anything. As far as they were concerned I was the midwife’s baby who she had suddenly abandoned. And that is how I got taken into the
narrow bed, Watching him with its hooded eyes. It made him feel sick. “Welcome.” The Thing’s deep, menacing voice filled the room and sent a stream of goose bumps down Simon’s spine. “G-Ger . . .” stuttered Simon. Satisfied, the Thing noted the terrified expression in Simon’s dark green eyes. It crossed its long, spindly legs and began to chew one of its peeling fingers while regarding Simon with a baleful stare. Not so very ago, the Thing’s stare would have meant nothing to Simon; one of his
Heap, Mr. Heap!” she called in through the window. “Come back, please! No, Maxie. Down.” Inside the room Silas was propeling a reluctant Sarah toward the open window. “Sarah,” he told her, “duck or no duck, it is time to go. Come on.” Sarah gave one last try. “Ethel, dear,” she called out, “Ethel, where are you? Come to Mummy!” An exasperated Silas maneuvered Sarah out the window. “Ethel is a duck, Sarah, and you are not her mummy. You have eight children to be mummy to, and they all need you