The Lake of Tears (Deltora Quest, Book 2)
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Lief, Barda, and their unpredictable new companion Jasmine are on an urgent mission to find the seven stones from the magic Belt of Deltora. The golden topaz has already been found. But only when all the stones have been restored to the Belt can their land be freed from the dark power of the evil Shadow Lord.
To find the second stone, Lief, Barda, and Jasmine must travel through territory ruled by the monster-sorceress Thaegan and overcome their biggest challenge yet--the hideous guardian of the enchanted Lake of Tears!
needle teeth. Except … He twisted and seized two of the bags by their straps. With all his strength he swung and threw them, straight into that gaping mouth, right to the back of the throat. Soldeen reared back, choking for breath, shaking his great head from side to side. His tail lashed, churning the water to muddy foam. The sword flew out of his neck, turned in the air, and speared into the mud by Lief’s foot. Lief grasped it, sprang to his feet, and ran, ran for his life, shrieking for his
have come to seek a certain stone, which has special meaning for us,” he said clearly, over the soft, wavering sound of the flute. “It was dropped from the sky, into this Lake, over sixteen years ago.” “I know nothing of time,” hissed the beast. “But … I know of the stone. I knew that one day someone would seek it.” Lief forced himself to continue, though his throat seemed choked. “Do you know where it is?” he asked. “It is in my keeping,” growled Soldeen. “It is my prize — the only thing in
the evil of the Lake. But surely it had faded even more in the last few moments. Now it was no darker than the palm of his hand. A terrible fear seized him. “Soldeen!” he cried. “We must —” But at that moment, the sky seemed to split open with a jagged streak of light. With a fearful, rushing sound, a cloud of foul-smelling, yellow smoke belched through the crack, churning the Lake to mud and filling the air above it with thick, choking fumes. And in the midst of the smoke, hovering above
the laws were many. Sometimes even Rye had complained that they were too many. He had nodded vigorously when Sholto had sneered that the citizens of Weld were treated like children too young to decide for themselves what was dangerous and what was not. He had laughed when Dirk had made fun of the Warden’s latest notices: Citizens of Weld! Dress warmly in winter to avoid colds and chills. Children of Weld! Play wisely! Rough games lead to broken bones…. But at least he had felt safe — safe
“They may not have put the sign there,” Barda pointed out calmly. “It may have been here longer than they have. It looked very old — broken and battered.” Suddenly, Lief had a terrible thought. He looked down at the piece of wood he held in his hand. It, too, looked very old. And it, too, had a jagged edge, as though it had been broken away from something larger, a long time ago. Slowly he rubbed away the moss that still clung to one side. His face began to burn as faded words and letters