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Topaz and the Plum-Gista Stone

Topaz and the Plum-Gista Stone
Topaz and the Plum-Gista Stone
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Topaz, a conjure cat with mystical powers, is anxious to find out what strange sickness has befallen his old friend Otis, the Great-Horned Owl. Accompanied by his ward Daisy, a white fawn, and his ornery raccoon friend, Dooley, Topaz takes Otis to the Healing Gnomes at North Fortress. Unfortunately, the cure they seek has been stolen by a wicked little Sprite. While Daisy stays behind to comfort the great owl, Topaz and Dooley go looking for a rare healing stone known as the Plum-Gista. Their search takes them to new and mysterious lands where they will face life-threatening dangers as dark magical forces begin to close in.

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Pages: 129
Reading Level: Intermediate (6 to 9)
Language: English
ISBN: 978-1-4783-0304-6
Categories: Action Adventure, Animals & Creatures, Fantasy
Features: Chapters
Keywords: friendship, loyalty, adventure, fantasy witch, animals, cats, owl, magic
Date Added: October 21, 2015
CHAPTER ONE v The large Yellow Conjure Cat awoke with a start. There stood young Daisy, a white fawn with hazel eyes. “Finally,” Daisy breathed. “I’ve been trying to wake you up forever.” “What’s the matter, Daisy?” the cat asked. “The sun is almost up. Aren’t you going to get up?” The cat gazed up at her with strange luminous eyes. They were the color of yellow topaz, the gem for which he was named. “But, why do I have to get up?” “Do you want to sleep all day, Topaz? There’s still a lot to do before the parade starts.” Topaz stood up to stretch. A long yawn exposed his curled pink tongue and every feline tooth in his broad head. Giving Daisy another glassy stare, the big conjure cat collapsed back into his warm downy mattress. Those eerie luminous eyes of his, Daisy thought, feeling a pang of discomfort. It was unsettling the way he seemed to stare right through her. In moments like these Daisy wondered if Topaz might be able to see inside her soul. Maybe he can hear everything I’m thinking. She wasn’t quite sure what kind of mystical feats a Yellow Conjure Cat might be capable of. Daisy had been quite young when Otis, the Great- Horned Owl, had rescued her from a flash flood in the mountains of the Knownotten Forest. He’d brought her to the castle when he discovered her parents had perished in the storm. The Elf king, King Kittle, had been ruler over the Land of Knownotten, then. It was not unusual for the king to give care and shelter to those who had been injured or orphaned. However, this young fawn had been special to King Kittle from the start. Not only did the king offer Daisy a place to live, he gave her the run of the castle. The young fawn was loved by everyone, and it was no surprise to anyone when Knownotten Castle became her permanent home. Topaz called her Daisy because it was her favorite flower. He’d seen her snacking on them whenever she thought she was alone in the castle garden.