The land of lost things / John Connolly.
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- volume
- 9781668022283
- 1668022281
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Dr. James Carlson Library | Fiction | CONNOLLY JOHN | Available | 33111011085582 | |||||
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Main Library | Fiction | New | CONNOLLY JOHN | Checked out | 07/09/2024 | 33111011183981 | |||
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Northport Library | Fiction | CONNOLLY JOHN | Available | 33111011135114 |
Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:
The redemptive power of stories and family is revealed in New York Times bestselling author John Connolly's atmospheric tale set in the same magical universe as the "enchanting, engrossing, and enlightening" ( Sun-Sentinel , Fort Lauderdale) The Book of Lost Things .
"Twice upon a time--for that is how some stories should continue..."
Phoebe, an eight-year-old girl, lies comatose following a car accident--a body without a spirit. Ceres, her mother, can only sit by her bedside and read aloud the fairy stories Phoebe loves in the hope they might summon her back to this world.
But an old house on the hospital grounds, a property connected to a book written by a vanished author, is calling to Ceres. Something wants her to enter, to journey to a land colored by the memories of childhood, and the folklore beloved of her father--a land of witches and dryads, giants and mandrakes; a land where old enemies are watching and waiting...
The Land of Lost Things.
Sequel to Book of Lost Things.
"Phoebe, an eight-year-old girl, lies comatose following a car accident, a body without a spirit. Ceres, her mother, can only sit by her bedside and read aloud the fairy stories Phoebe loves in the hope they might summon her back to this world. But an old house on the hospital grounds, a property connected to a book written by a vanished author, is calling to Ceres. Something wants her to enter, to journey to a land colored by the memories of childhood, and the folklore beloved of her father--a land of witches and dryads, giants and mandrakes; a land where old enemies are watching and waiting..."--Dust jacket flap.