Silverwing (The Silverwing Trilogy)
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Shade is a young silverwing bat, the runt of his colony. But he's determined to prove himself on the long, dangerous winter migration to Hibernaculum, millions of wingbeats to the south. During a fierce storm, he loses the others and soon faces the most incredible journey of his young life. Desperately searching for a way to rejoin his flock, Shade meets a remarkable cast of characters: Marina, a Brightwing bat with a strange metal band on her leg; Zephyr, a mystical albino bat with an unusual gift; and Goth, a gigantic carnivorous vampire bat. But which ones are friends and which ones are enemies? In this epic story of adventure and suspense, Shade is going to need all the help he can find -- if he hopes to ever see his family again.
THUNDERHEAD HIBERNACULUM About the Author Praise for SILVERWING BOOKS BY KENNETH OPPEL Copyright About the Publisher PART ONE SHADE Skimming over the banks of the stream, Shade heard the beetle warming up its wings. He flapped harder, picking up speed as he homed in on the musical whine. He was almost invisible against the night sky, the streaks of silver in his thick black fur flashing in the moon’s glow. Airborne now, the beetle in was a whirl of shell and wing. Shade still
blur and pulse. He could make out only a haze of movement. He shivered violently, and only then did he notice how bitterly cold it was. The jungle was never this cold. His hatred of the Humans doubled. Where had they taken him? In panic he gazed up at the stars. He did not recognize a single one. They were all different. And where was the moon? He spiraled higher, hoping he would see the jungle just on the horizon. But the lights spread on endlessly. He could not even see the glow of the sun.
the small window high in the wall, and by the light he could tell the snow wasn’t blowing anymore. He couldn’t even hear the wind. There were still about three hours of the night left. “I should get going.” She came close to him and wrapped her wings around him tightly. She was so warm. “I’m sorry,” she whispered in his ear. “You understand, don’t you?” He nodded, and coughed impatiently, driving away his tears. “Good luck, Shade.” “You too,” he said. He hurried to the crack in the roof and
it, we can find somewhere to hide.” There were no high towers here, just rows of low Human buildings, a few machines rolling noisily in between. Behind them came the ghoulish whistling noise. He thought he could smell them, their hot foul breath. They banked sharply over a broad road, strung with wires and lights, and flanked by bright buildings. Shade looked back and could see Goth’s eyes flash in the glare. Throbb was swerving off to one side—he was going to come around, cut them off.
vision. He wanted to fly to her instantly, but he couldn’t leave Marina by herself. “Come on,” he said to her. “Come meet my mother.” With Marina at his side, he went to Ariel. They swirled around one another in amazement and glee before roosting on a ledge. Shade pushed his face into her warm, fragrant fur. Her wings enfolded him. “We thought you were dead!” “No,” he said happily. “I’m alive. Mom, this is Marina. I met her after I got lost in the storm. Without her I probably would be dead.”