My adventures have taken me far and wide as I search for the all-powerful CDs scattered across the globe, accompanied by my good friend Lootie. We have been to the peaks of the Himalayas, the depths of the Bermuda Triangle and almost everywhere in between, but I never expected that our journey would take us …
I guess this is it for me. I never really had a chance to tell my story before – nobody from my neighbourhood ever does. Well, dammit, I’m telling mine. It started like any other day. Salty Dan and I were on our way to the marina, when then wannabe-cop at the gate stopped us …
After the celebration ends, I swim through the crowd of mermaids to find my brother. He was onstage earlier with the rest of the band, so I imagine he’ll still be with them somewhere. Unless you’re up really close, it can be quite difficult to recognise faces through the swishing tails and the bubbles floating …
The other boys stood on the beach, watching the unfolding events like seagulls waiting for scraps of meat. Lorcan trailed after Gunnar, gaze downcast. He didn’t dare look at Valdemar as they passed each other; the disappointment on the man’s face would be too much to bear. As they walked, the blonde boy nudged him …
The blonde boy only laughed. “You? Come to stop me? I could take you with my eyes closed.” Lorcan bristled, tightening his grip on the bottom of the rope. He’d never climbed anything before, and he’d certainly never fought another person in anything but a practice battle. And he had always lost. But this was …