The Glass of Lead and Gold E-Book

Cornelia Funke

• Herausgeber: Pushkin Children's Books
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

A magical winter's tale set in Mirrorworld London In a land of elves, mermaids and trolls, true magic is where you least expect it... In the snow-covered city of Londra, young Tabetha survives by finding treasures in the mudbanks of the river Themse. On Christmas Eve, a sinister stranger asks her to keep her eyes open for a priceless, long-lost magical object: the Glass of Lead and Gold. As word of the Glass spreads across the city, Tabetha finds hersef with some unlikely companions, not least a one-armed girl with a rather impressive soup chef. But will Tabetha discover that there are even greater fortunes to be found than the magical Glass? Cornelia Funke is the highly acclaimed, award-winning and bestselling author of the Inkheart trilogy, Dragon Rider, The Thief Lord and the Reckless series, which is published by Pushkin. Born in 1958 in the German town of Dorsten, she worked as a social worker for a few years before turning first to illustration and then to writing. Her books have now sold more than 20 million copies worldwide, and have been translated into 37 languages. Cornelia lives in Los Angeles.

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The Glass of Lead and Gold

IT HAD BEEN SNOWING ALL NIGHT, the flakes swirling down on Londra as if the stars were falling from the sky to make the city shine for Christmas Eve. The snow had covered the cobblestoned streets with so thick a blanket that it hushed all the sounds the city made while waking, and its softness made Tabetha nearly forget how cold it felt beneath her worn-out shoes. The narrow alleys she took to get to the river bank were the same as every day, but today the grimy houses lining them looked like they belonged in a baker’s window: the roofs covered with icing, the chimneys puffing powdered sugar into the slowly paling sky. For a moment, Tabetha could almost believe that as the snow melted it would take away all the ugliness and sadness underneath. Maybe then, Londra would emerge as the shiny, magical place Tabetha’s mother had told her about every night, when they’d still lived in the village by the sea.

Tabetha barely thought about it these days—the draughty cottages by the shores of a grey sea, the nets she had helped her father to repair, the fish drawing their last breath on the planks of his boat, along with starfish and tiny seahorses—all that seemed as unreal as the snow-covered houses surrounding her. Her father had drowned shortly after her seventh birthday, and her mother had packed their bags to begin a new life in Londra, the faraway city filled with laughter and light she had told Tabetha about. They found out, quite soon, however, that the light and laughter came at a price only the rich could afford.