“Zap!” Eddy jumped back as a spark flew from the tangled mess of wires in his hands. “That was close,” he said, brushing soot off his overalls. His workshop—a cozy shed behind his house filled with blinking gadgets and humming machines—was buzzing with excitement.
“I think it’s working!” said Anna, peering over his shoulder. She was Eddy’s best friend and always helped him test his wildest ideas.
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On the edge of a sparkling turquoise sea, where the horizon kissed the sky, lay Whale Island, a place where the waves whispered secrets to anyone who listened closely. The island was shaped like a giant humpback whale, its rocky cliffs curving like a tail and its sandy beaches gleaming like a smile. Here, ten-year-old Lily and her younger brother, Eddy, spent their summer days exploring, their bare feet leaving trails in the warm sand.
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Eddy, a lively nine-year-old with wild brown curls and a laugh that could cheer up a rainy day, was bursting with excitement for the annual school talent show. He dreamed of winning with his tap-dancing routine, his shiny shoes clicking like a metronome. But there was a hitch: Eddy’s nerves always got the better of him, making his feet tangle like jump ropes.
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In the smoggy city of Ironclad, where towering steel walls blocked out the sun and drones buzzed like angry bees, eleven-year-old Nana lived in a cramped attic with her little brother, Eddy. The city was ruled by the High Council, a group of stern grown-ups who demanded everyone follow their rules. No laughing too loud, no running in the streets, and definitely no dreaming of a world beyond the walls. But Nana was different. She had a spark in her hazel eyes and a secret: she was the Shadow Archer, a mysterious figure who darted through the city at night, leaving messages of hope painted on walls in glowing chalk.
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