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Diana Wynne Jones

Howl’s Moving Castle

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From the Godmother of Fantasy, Diana Wynne Jones, discover the land of Ingary, where magic and adventure awaits…
In the land of Ingary, where seven league boots and cloaks of invisibility do exist, Sophie Hatter catches the unwelcome attention of the Witch of the Waste and is put under a spell.
Deciding she has nothing more to lose, she makes her way to the moving castle that hovers on the hills above Market Chipping. But the castle belongs to the dreaded Wizard Howl whose appetite, they say, is satisfied only by the souls of young girls… There she meets Michael, Howl’s apprentice, and Calcifer the Fire Demon, with whom she agrees a pact.
But Sophie isn’t the only one under a curse — her entanglements with Calcifer, Howl, and Michael, and her quest to break her curse is both gripping — and howlingly funny!
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Дата публикации оригинала
2012
Год выхода издания
2012
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  • Samделится впечатлением4 года назад
    👍Worth reading
    🎯Worthwhile
    🚀Unputdownable

    Amazing the perfect combination of action, story line, detail and in the end it all comes together.

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    👍Worth reading
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    👍Worth reading
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    🚀Unputdownable

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  • Sumi Gцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Wizard Howl was bad enough. Though he did not seem to want to leave the hills, he was known to amuse himself by collecting young girls and sucking the souls from them. Or some people said he ate their hearts. He was an utterly cold-blooded and heartless wizard and no young girl was safe from him if he caught her on her own.
  • Kohiцитирует2 года назад
    And when a young man in a fantastical blue-and-silver costume spotted Sophie and decided to accost her as well, Sophie shrank into a shop doorway and tried to hide.

    The young man looked at her in surprise. “It’s all right, you little gray mouse,” he said, laughing rather pityingly. “I only want to buy you a drink. Don’t look so scared.”

    The pitying look made Sophie utterly ashamed. He was such a dashing specimen too, with a bony, sophisticated face—really quite old, well into his twenties—and elaborate blonde hair. His sleeves trailed longer than any in the Square, all scalloped edges and silver insets. “Oh, no thank you, if you please, sir,” Sophie stammered. “I— I’m on my way to see my sister.”

    “Then by all means do so,” laughed this advanced young man. “Who am I to keep a pretty lady from her sister? Would you like me to go with you, since you seem so scared?”

    He meant it kindly, which made Sophie more ashamed than ever. “No. No thank you, sir!” she gasped and fled away past him. He wore perfume too. The smell of hyacinths followed her as she ran. What a courtly person! Sophie thought, as she pushed her way between the little tables outside Cesari’s.
  • Kohiцитирует2 года назад
    “I shall buy one of their cream cakes,” Sophie decided, “I haven’t had one for ages.”

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