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The howls of Guards on hunt shatter the air. Trinity can't let them catch her outside of the encampment or she and her family will be executed. She has to hide but where? She's surrounded by river and forest. A splash draws her gaze and the river-man's flipper slips under the water. Forest it is, because there's no way she's going into the river. She races into the woods, backpack slamming against her shoulders as the calls of the Guards draw closer. Brush breaks and crashes behind her. They're too close. There's nothing for her to do but surrender. She raises her hands to her shoulders and…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
The howls of Guards on hunt shatter the air. Trinity can't let them catch her outside of the encampment or she and her family will be executed. She has to hide but where? She's surrounded by river and forest. A splash draws her gaze and the river-man's flipper slips under the water. Forest it is, because there's no way she's going into the river. She races into the woods, backpack slamming against her shoulders as the calls of the Guards draw closer. Brush breaks and crashes behind her. They're too close. There's nothing for her to do but surrender. She raises her hands to her shoulders and slowly turns, but it's not the Guards who have caught her. A Tracker, the deadliest of predators, stands on its back two legs, towering above her, front legs hanging down like arms.Brindle fur covers its body and its eyes glow yellow in the shadowed forest. Its tongue lolls out the side of its mouth, exposing a row of sharp teeth on the other side. She should scream but all she can do is think, "Someone should tell it that they no longer exist in the wild." Lake of Sins: Escape is a young adult fantasy in the vein of The Island of Dr. Moreau. If you like imaginative dystopian worlds, headstrong heroines, and incredible monsters, then you'll love this visionary tale.
Autorenporträt
L. S. O'Dea sees things a bit differently than most people. This is probably a bi-product of being the youngest of seven children in a time when TV was only worth watching in the evenings or Saturday mornings and there were no computers. Back then, kids had to amuse themselves and being five years younger than her closest sibling she was often the unwilling entertainment. One day, before she started kindergarten, she really wanted to learn how to spell her name (Linda Sue). Her mother was busy so her brothers were told to help their baby sister. When they were done, she raced into the kitchen to show her mother what she'd learned. She stood tall and recited the letters of her name. L-E-M-O-N H-E-A-D. To this day, she still receives a box of Lemonhead candy every year for Christmas.