Arcene & the Blue Castle
Book Details
Author(s)Al K. Line
PublisherAl K. Line
ISBN / ASINB014G2HIAC
ISBN-13978B014G2HIA3
MarketplaceCanada 🇨🇦
Description
Al K. Line offer something unique in this quirky dystopian adventure (for the young and not-so-young), where the heroine is almost as bonkers as the world she travels through.
KICK-ASS SWORD? CHECK.
KILT? CHECK.
SPARE RIBBON FOR PIGTAILS? CHECK.
LONG SOCKS WITH PINK BUNNIES? CHECK.
LEEL, THE STUPID DOG? WOOF.
ATTITUDE? YOU BETCHA!
READY FOR ADVENTURE? HELL YEAH!
Arcene took one last look in the mirror, twirled so her kilt swished, her silver hair bounced and her sword nearly sliced off Leel's ear, then closed the door to her home and stepped out into the madness.
Get ready for adventure in a world 300 years in the future where The Lethargy almost obliterated humanity and life is far from normal. Giant dogs, strange castles, ravaged cities, problems with sticks (yes, really), rooms that try to kill you just for fun, the occasional panther, dealing with stinky feet, trying to learn how to be young again, encounters with the rat people, and failing to understand the broken minds of corrupt men — If 15-year-old (sort of) Arcene had known what she was about to let herself in for then she would have gone anyway; she’s just that kind of a gal.
Hold on tight, the ride’s about to start. Don't forget your socks (bunnies optional).
KICK-ASS SWORD? CHECK.
KILT? CHECK.
SPARE RIBBON FOR PIGTAILS? CHECK.
LONG SOCKS WITH PINK BUNNIES? CHECK.
LEEL, THE STUPID DOG? WOOF.
ATTITUDE? YOU BETCHA!
READY FOR ADVENTURE? HELL YEAH!
Arcene took one last look in the mirror, twirled so her kilt swished, her silver hair bounced and her sword nearly sliced off Leel's ear, then closed the door to her home and stepped out into the madness.
Get ready for adventure in a world 300 years in the future where The Lethargy almost obliterated humanity and life is far from normal. Giant dogs, strange castles, ravaged cities, problems with sticks (yes, really), rooms that try to kill you just for fun, the occasional panther, dealing with stinky feet, trying to learn how to be young again, encounters with the rat people, and failing to understand the broken minds of corrupt men — If 15-year-old (sort of) Arcene had known what she was about to let herself in for then she would have gone anyway; she’s just that kind of a gal.
Hold on tight, the ride’s about to start. Don't forget your socks (bunnies optional).






