?Some things are taken so carefully you don't know they're gone. Casimir Pryce picks up his favourite book one Tuesday morning and feels absolutely nothing. The words are there. He understands them perfectly. But the story, the warmth, the world of it, the feeling of being inside something true, is simply absent. Like a colour removed from his vision. He is not ill. He is not tired. Something has been taken from him while he slept.
When a suspicious new boy named Orion reveals that thirty-one children at Cas's school have had their imaginations quietly harvested by something ancient and hungry, the trail leads to the most beloved person in the building, and to a section of the Library Between Worlds that no Storykeeper has ever entered: the Chamber of First Stories, where every human being's capacity for imagination is held as a single, irreplaceable thread of light.
The third book in The Storykeeper Chronicles is a mystery, a heist, and a love letter to everyone who has ever loved a story so much that losing it would feel like losing themselves.?
?Some things are taken so carefully you don't know they're gone. Casimir Pryce picks up his favourite book one Tuesday morning and feels absolutely nothing. The words are there. He understands them perfectly. But the story, the warmth, the world of it, the feeling of being inside something true, is simply absent. Like a colour removed from his vision. He is not ill. He is not tired. Something has been taken from him while he slept.
When a suspicious new boy named Orion reveals that thirty-one children at Cas's school have had their imaginations quietly harvested by something ancient and hungry, the trail leads to the most beloved person in the building, and to a section of the Library Between Worlds that no Storykeeper has ever entered: the Chamber of First Stories, where every human being's capacity for imagination is held as a single, irreplaceable thread of light.
The third book in The Storykeeper Chronicles is a mystery, a heist, and a love letter to everyone who has ever loved a story so much that losing it would feel like losing themselves.?