Blood Red Road (Dustlands, Book 1)
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Saba has spent her whole life in Silverlake, a dried-up wasteland ravaged by constant sandstorms. The Wrecker civilization has long been destroyed, leaving only landfills for Saba and her family to scavenge from. That's fine by her, as long as her beloved twin brother Lugh is around. But when four cloaked horsemen capture Lugh, Saba's world is shattered, and she embarks on a quest to get him back.
Suddenly thrown into the lawless, ugly reality of the outside world, Saba discovers she is a fierce fighter, an unbeatable survivor, and a cunning opponent. Teamed up with a handsome daredevil named Jack and a gang of girl revolutionaries called the Free Hawks, Saba’s unrelenting search for Lugh stages a showdown that will change the course of her own civilization.
Blood Red Road has a searing pace, a poetic writing style, and an epic love story—making Moira Young is one of the most exciting new voices in teen fiction.
she says. I know that’s what yer thinkin. Huh. No such luck. She grabs hold of my long braid an gives it a sharp twist, bringin my head down. I wince as pain shoots along my scalp. She saws at the top of the braid with her knife an pretty soon she’s cut it off. She holds it up. That’s a fine tail of hair, she says. Should fetch a good price. Then she brings over a basin of hot water, a bar of soap an a straight razor. Without sayin a word, she throws the water over my head, soakin me. She rubs
long-looker to my eyes agin an make a good check of everywhere I can see. Nuthin, I says at last. There ain’t nobody followin us. Next time you imagine you see somethin, Emmi, do us all a favor an keep it to yerself. She pinches her lips together tight, wheels Joy around an pushes past me, her chin in the air. Jack opens his mouth to say somethin, an I point my finger at him. Don’t even think of it, I says. She’s my sister an I’ll talk to her any way I want. He turns Ajax an walks him past
washes over me, through me, around me. Don’t touch me, I says. He steps back, holdin up his hands. His mouth’s a tight line. Sorry, he says. My mistake. It won’t happen agin. As he goes back to join th’others, I pull the heartstone outta my vest an curl it in my fist. Hold it while it cools down. I look up at the sky. The first stars is out. An the moon. Every night it creeps along in the sky, closer an closer to where it’ll be at midsummer. There ain’t nuthin gonna stop it. We’re in a race,
she says. Tommo, you go first. The rest of us turn our backs. Ike’s next to me. I see it runs in the family, he mutters. Emmi directs the whole thing. I’m th’only one left. What about me? I says. You don’t git a turn, she says. Okay, turn around. In the middle there’s six white pebbles. Not one black one. I crouch down. Pick up the pebbles an hold ’em in my hand. They feel solid, warm. I look up into their faces one by one. An it’s like I’m lookin at ’em fer the first time. Jack, Ike, Emmi,
like I know you are. An never give up, d’you unnerstand, never. No matter what happens. I smile at him. I won’t, I says. I ain’t no quitter, Pa. That’s my girl, he says. Then he’s gone. Jest like that. Disappeared. Pa! I jump to my feet. Where are you, Pa? Come back! His voice echoes, drifts away, gittin softer an softer. That’s my girl, my girl, my girl. Pa! I look around, frantic to find him. But he’s gone. Silverlake is dry. The ground unner my feet an as far as I can see is parched an