{"product_id":"emily-windsnap-and-the-falls-of-forgotten-island-isbn-9780763695743","title":"Emily Windsnap and the Falls of Forgotten Island","description":"\u003cb\u003eWhile on vacation, Emily Windsnap finds herself swept up in an ancient prophecy as the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebest-selling series continues.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEmily is headed to a tropical island for a relaxing vacation with friends and family. And this time, Emily promises her best friend, Shona, there will be absolutely \u003ci\u003eno\u003c\/i\u003e adventure — just plenty of fun. But somehow excitement always seems to find Emily, and before she knows it, she ends up on the other side of a powerful waterfall on a forgotten island no one else can get to. Well, no one that isn’t a half-mer like Emily and her boyfriend, Aaron. The people who live on the island believe in a prophecy that foretells how they can be saved from an imminent, devastating earthquake — and this prophecy seems to revolve around Emily and Aaron, as well as a mysterious, mythic giant. Will they be able to find the giant — and fulfill the prophecy — before it’s too late?Emily's \u003cb\u003efast-paced, first-person narration\u003c\/b\u003e lends immediacy to her latest quixotic quest, one that tests the bonds of friendship and closes with a surprising twist. Spot art reinforces the maritime theme; friendship and relationship angst ground the story emotionally...\u003cb\u003eExciting new adventures, risks, and mysteries for Emily Windsnap fans\u003c\/b\u003e.\u003cbr\u003e—Kirkus Reviews\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis book has it all: tested friendships, danger, young love, fantasy, adventure, and mystery and all of this is wrapped up in secrets that are strategically revealed. \u003cb\u003eYoung readers won’t be able to put this one down\u003c\/b\u003e.\u003cbr\u003e—Story Monsters Ink\u003cb\u003eLiz Kessler \u003c\/b\u003eis the author of the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times \u003c\/i\u003ebest-selling Emily Windsnap series as well as three adventures about Philippa Fisher and her fairy godsister. She is also the author of the middle-grade novels \u003ci\u003eA Year Without Autumn, North of Nowhere, \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eHas Anyone Seen Jessica Jenkins?\u003c\/i\u003e Liz Kessler lives in England.\u003cb\u003eThe\u003c\/b\u003e first sign of trouble was the rain. \u003cbr\u003e   Rain that fell like a river. Like a torrent. Like an avalanche crashing down with such feroc­ity some thought it would split the earth in two. Others argued the earth could not break — but \u003cbr\u003e that it might perhaps be drowned.\u003cbr\u003e   Most didn’t argue at all. They ran. They hid. They protected themselves and their families as well as they could, waiting out a storm the likes \u003cbr\u003e of which no one had ever seen before. The likes of which no one would have thought possible.\u003cbr\u003e   The likes of which, surely, could have been created only by magic. Nothing of this earth could produce such ferocity.\u003cbr\u003e   The rain continued on and on as hours spilled into days. It fell into the ocean with such relentless force that the sea levels rose. It swirled across swells, rising into mountainous peaks, drilled down into whirlpools, and darkened the sky so that it seemed the rain had even drowned the sun.\u003cbr\u003e   And then, like a hungry shark closing in on its prey, like a wizard finding the perfect ingredient for his spell, the rain homed in on what it was looking for: the island in the center of the ocean. An island with no more than a hundred inhabitants.\u003cbr\u003e   But the rain wanted only \u003ci\u003eone\u003c\/i\u003e of them.\u003cbr\u003e   Elsewhere, the sky lightened. But not above this island. Above the island, it seemed all the darkness of the world, the darkness of a thousand nights, the darkness of the most tortured soul, was gathered together into one cloud.\u003cbr\u003e   The cloud was now so large, it was as if the very fabric of space had opened up to swallow the \u003cbr\u003e island whole. \u003cbr\u003e   For a moment, the world held its breath.\u003cbr\u003e   And then the cloud erupted. Like a giant dragon breathing fire, the darkness unleashed its demons upon the island. Down they rained, sparks flying across the sky like fireworks as the spell was cast.\u003cbr\u003e   Then the rain and the lightning focused on the center of the island, boring a hole all the way through it.\u003cbr\u003e   Enormous arrows of rain continued to pour down all around, so hard that the island’s edges were beaten and hewn into rough, ragged cliffs, gigantic, jagged teeth that refused to let anyone in or out of the land beyond them. \u003cbr\u003e   Tides rose: huge, angry swells that seemed would never again become calm.\u003cbr\u003e   Eventually, the cloud reached the final side of the island. The longest, straightest edge.\u003cbr\u003e   The first cannonball of rain crashed against the foot of the cliffs so hard that it dented the cliff \u003cbr\u003e itself.\u003cbr\u003e   The second punched a hole above the first. Three more times the cloud fired explosions of water at the cliff, higher and higher, as if it were chasing its prey to the top.\u003cbr\u003e   Who was the prey though?\u003cbr\u003e   The people retreated as the balls of water crashed into their land. Each explosion sent them deeper and deeper into the island’s hidden forest, forced them into shelters, and contained them in clearings and caves.\u003cbr\u003e   There were those who saw a large figure rising out of the water — a figure of giant, contorted proportions.\u003cbr\u003e   There were those who heard words streaking through the air.\u003cbr\u003e   “Betrayed me . . .”\u003cbr\u003e   “We had a deal . . .”\u003cbr\u003e   “Never forgive . . .”\u003cbr\u003e   The words grew softer as the rain climbed higher and higher up the mountain beyond the \u003cbr\u003e cliffs. \u003cbr\u003e   As the rain slowed, the cloud took moisture from the fierce swells, growing and growing so that soon the entire island was hidden inside the \u003cbr\u003e cloud. \u003cbr\u003e   Eventually, the sky beyond the island cleared. \u003cbr\u003e   It was over. \u003cbr\u003e   All that was left was a fierce swell, an island cut to shreds, and a thick blanket of fog surrounding it. An angry, raging waterfall screamed down the cliffside, forming a deadly barrier to the bay behind it. \u003cbr\u003e   Those who had survived crept out of their hiding places to find they were now trapped on the island by the cliffs and the falls. Closed off \u003cbr\u003e from the world. Forgotten. Abandoned.\u003cbr\u003e   And for more than five hundred years, that was how it stayed.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eEmily,\u003c\/b\u003e are you listening to me?”\u003cbr\u003e    My best friend’s voice jolted me so hard I jumped and splashed myself in the face. “What? What?” I spluttered. “Sorry, I must have dozed off.”\u003cbr\u003e   “Ha!” Shona said with a laugh. “I’m clearly not very interesting!”\u003cbr\u003e   “No!” I protested. “You are! Of course you are. I’m just . . .”\u003cbr\u003e   “You’re exhausted.” Shona finished my sen­tence for me.\u003cbr\u003e   “I guess I am,” I admitted. “Sorry.”\u003cbr\u003e   “It’s OK,” Shona said. “Your life has been crazy lately. I’m surprised you’re still in one piece.”\u003cbr\u003e   Shona was right. We’d recently come home from a geography field trip that had been the lat­est in a long line of adventures.\u003cbr\u003e   “I barely am,” I said. “I mean, can you actually think of more than a week at a time when I wasn’t being almost squeezed to death by a sea monster or getting trapped with sirens in a forgotten under­water cave or dodging hammerhead sharks to get my dad out of Neptune’s underwater prison?” \u003cbr\u003e   Shona flicked her tail as she swam up to the water’s edge. Shona’s a mermaid. Kind of like I am, except she’s a full-­time one. I’m a mermaid only when I go in water. I’m an ordinary girl the rest of the time. \u003cbr\u003e   “Well, yes,” Shona replied. “There was the time when you escaped from Neptune’s evil brother in the frozen Arctic. You weren’t doing any of those things then.”\u003cbr\u003e   I laughed. “Exactly. And to top it off, we go on a school trip where the most exciting activity is \u003ci\u003esupposed\u003c\/i\u003e to be studying local rock formations, and what happens? I discover a spooky underwater ship and have to rescue a boat full of people who are trapped in Atlantis!”\u003cbr\u003e   Shona smiled as she swished her tail, spreading droplets of water in a sparkly arc above the sea. “You need a break,” she said.\u003cbr\u003e   “I probably do,” I admitted. “Just a little one. What are the chances that will happen?”\u003cbr\u003e   Shona frowned. “Hmm. Slim. It is you we’re talking about here.”\u003cbr\u003e   I splashed water at her, and she laughed and ducked under the surface.","brand":"Candlewick","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302891835621,"sku":"NP9780763695743","price":15.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780763695743.jpg?v=1767726207","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/emily-windsnap-and-the-falls-of-forgotten-island-isbn-9780763695743","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}