Nominated for the Monica Hughes Award in Science Fiction and Fantasy 2015!
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“This is a great entertaining read which has a hidden melody to lift you into the fantasy cloud for the duration of the story. A heartwarming, funny and charming family quest that will take you on a journey that you won’t want to end.”
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In Key to Kashdune, Melinda’s discovery of four mysterious journals uncovers the ancient skill of navigating by the Earth’s music…
“This is too freaky,” Felix sighed. “First, because I didn’t think that I believed that stuff about music in the air and second, because why would the music that supposedly identifies Paris be recorded in hieroglyphs found in journals written thousands of years ago in Turkey?”
Finding the melody that leads them to Kashdune is only the beginning as they learn more about their Athenite skills and their incredible heritage…
Augustina straightened up, a puzzled look on her face, “I didn’t mean change into other clothes…I was talking about changing into something like fur or even feathers…however you might be more comfortable.”
Joe looked at her as if she had just arrived from Mars. “Ah…no…I’ll be fine for now,” he stuttered.
Augustina bowed her head then turned and went back inside the house.
Joe sighed, “I don’t know if I can get used to an open Athenite society.”
Felix nodded, “I know what you mean…it is totally weird…half-animal, half-human creatures on every corner. And, watch what you think around…her,” he nodded his head after Augustina.
“Augustina reads minds,” Melinda added while attempting handstands on the grass. “But she doesn’t do it all the time. She said that most people’s thoughts aren’t that interesting. All Athenites are supposed to be able to do it.” Having failed at another handstand, Melinda lay crumpled on the grass. “Did you know that she can disappear too?”
The unique position of Kashdune offers its inhabitants freedom and safety from the outside world; it is a paradise where Athenites live openly. But to Horace Stumpworthy it represents more. He sees a way to use the island, its resources and its people for his own gains, that is, if the Huttons were out of way…
As Stumpworthy drew his small boat alongside Felix’s motionless body, he disengaged the throttle into its sputtering neutral position then leaned over the side in an attempt to slash the knife into Felix’s leg. “I should have brought a hook or a harpoon,” he groaned having missed hitting anything but water. “The waves are getting bigger,” he hissed, “That means we’re too close to the access.” Again he leaned out to stab at Felix but the choppy waves, with Felix sliding down one as the boat was climbing another, made contact impossible. He slumped into the boat to catch his breath. “I should just leave him. Most likely if he’s not eaten, he’ll drift into the access on his own or drown then I’ll be rid…” Stumpworthy didn’t finish his thought as the huge fin swept by, only inches away from his small boat. “Get him now you moronic fish,” he screamed as the shark made straight for Felix.