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Skyward Flight: The Collection: Sunreach, ReDawn, Evershore (The Skyward Series)
Return to the planet Detritus with FM, Alanik, and Jorgen in this must-have three-novella collection featuring exclusive character art and deleted scenes from Skyward with commentary from Brandon Sanderson.
Journey with Skyward Flight to Detritus-humanity's final refuge from the hostile Galactic Superiority government. In Skyward, Spensa Nightshade became a starfighter pilot in the Defiant Defense Force's Skyward Flight to battle Superiority forces. In Starsight she impersonated the alien Alanik to infiltrate a Superiority space station and steal their hyperdrives. And in Cytonic she traveled the strange dimension of the Nowhere to discover the secrets of the planet-destroying Delvers and unlock her own Cytonic powers.
As she is stuck in the Nowhere, Spensa's companions FM and Jorgen in Skyward Flight are left on Detritus with a new mandate: figure out how to use the hyperdrives so that humanity can escape the planet and find allies among other species oppressed by the Superiority. First comes a distress call from Minister Cuna and other diones on the abandoned outpost of Sunreach. Alanik's people on the planet ReDawn and the Kitsen from the planet Evershore also need Skyward Flight's aid in their desperate battles.
The tales of FM, Alanik, and Jorgen combine to expand the universe of the New York Times bestselling Skyward series to new action-packed heights. Once you've claimed the stars, can you keep them free?
Journey with Skyward Flight to Detritus-humanity's final refuge from the hostile Galactic Superiority government. In Skyward, Spensa Nightshade became a starfighter pilot in the Defiant Defense Force's Skyward Flight to battle Superiority forces. In Starsight she impersonated the alien Alanik to infiltrate a Superiority space station and steal their hyperdrives. And in Cytonic she traveled the strange dimension of the Nowhere to discover the secrets of the planet-destroying Delvers and unlock her own Cytonic powers.
As she is stuck in the Nowhere, Spensa's companions FM and Jorgen in Skyward Flight are left on Detritus with a new mandate: figure out how to use the hyperdrives so that humanity can escape the planet and find allies among other species oppressed by the Superiority. First comes a distress call from Minister Cuna and other diones on the abandoned outpost of Sunreach. Alanik's people on the planet ReDawn and the Kitsen from the planet Evershore also need Skyward Flight's aid in their desperate battles.
The tales of FM, Alanik, and Jorgen combine to expand the universe of the New York Times bestselling Skyward series to new action-packed heights. Once you've claimed the stars, can you keep them free?
Editorial Reviews
"Hot pilots slug it out with the galactic overlords in a collection that will please series fans." -Kirkus Reviews
Readers Top Reviews
SkyMtn UserJ. Kizio
Frankly, as someone who also spends a lot of time writing, I find myself in awe of the abilities of this author. So imaginative, and he gets so many things right. Over and over. Well done.
Loved this collection of stories from the cytonic series. Some of the best storytelling around. Highly recommend checking this collection out. Really looking forward to the next story in the cytonic series!!
Michael Barbeau
I really enjoyed the first two Skyward books and these novellas did NOT disappoint. They did a fantastic job of exploring the setting and making these "side characters" come alive. Each book flows into the next one without being jarring. The hardest thing was getting over the fact that I was sad that I had to leave the POV for the previous character. I finished all three books in about two days and regret nothing. I'm happy to be reading about Spensa again in Cytonic but I really hope they do this again so I can see what happens to the cast. Also, more Rig please!
Kindle
Despite being marketed as a collection of three novellas this is really a single story. It follows one plot(the story of Skyward flight and what's happening "at home" while Spensa is gone) from beginning to end, just changing the point of view character for each of the three section... from FM, to Alanik, then finishing with Jerkface. It's a great story, too! It feels like it would have fit perfectly if inserted as additional chapters in the main trilogy... And maybe that's what it was originally meant to be before getting cut for length. Definitely a must-read for fans of the cytoverse.
Dadisrad
These are great stories, that account for the portions of the story we don't see in the main books of Starsight and Cytonic. They fill in gaps with what is happening with the other supporting/main characters of Skyward Flight while Spensa is off saving the universe as she does. It seems to me, that reading up on Spensa'a adventures with the Superiority in Starsight and the Nowhere will help these make more sense. Though the stories of Alanik (the real one, not Spensapretending to be Alanik), FM, and Jorgen kind of fit between and overlap with Starsight and Cytonic, reading Spensa's first will help make it all fit, and avoid unnecessary spoilers.
Short Excerpt Teaser
1
The day the delver came, I stood staring up at the stars.
Even after all these months, I wasn't accustomed to living in the sky. I'd grown up underground, in a cavern so deep it could take hours to reach the surface. I'd felt safe there, buried beneath kilometers of rock, other caverns forming a buffer above the one where I lived--down where nothing could reach us.
Now everyone called me FM, but my parents named me Freyja, after the warrior goddess of my ancient heritage. I was never much of a warrior. Everyone expected I'd take the pilot's test and hoped that I'd graduate, but after that I surprised them by continuing to fly. As a full pilot, I could have had any job I wanted in the safety of the caverns. Yet I'd chosen to move from the surface of the planet--open and foreign and exposed--up to one of the enormous platforms that orbited above it, sheltering the surface from the sky. My father had taken to saying I was skysick, but it was the opposite--the sky terrified me. It was so big and wide I could fall into it and be swallowed up.
Above me, the other platforms that dominated the skies crossed over each other again, blocking my view of the eternal blackness dotted with the strange white stars I'd only heard of before I joined the Defiant Defense Force. My alarm went off--the beeping alert from my radio that my flight was scheduled for immediate takeoff. It was normal for flights to be called up at random--I'd been responding to sirens at a moment's notice since my first day as a cadet.
But today, half of my flight was missing. The rest of us had assumed this would afford us some unofficial R&R; while our flightleader, Jorgen, was planetside, surely we'd be called up last.
Apparently we'd guessed wrong. When I reached the landing bay, I immediately understood why. It wasn't only our flight that had been called up. Every fighter was readied, the maintenance crew working their way through preflight checks at double speed while pilots ran for their ships and jumped into their cockpits.
I looked for the rest of my flight. Without a flightleader, we couldn't take off until we knew who was in command. There were four other members of my flight currently in residence on Platform Prime: Kimmalyn, who was part of my original flight, and our three newer members: Sadie, T-Stall, and Catnip. Nedd and Arturo were planetside with Jorgen, so Kimmalyn and I were the most likely to be given command, but I didn't want it, and I knew Kimmalyn didn't either.
I didn't see any of my flightmates at the moment, but my friend Lizard from Nightmare Flight waved at me from the open hatch of her cockpit. Lizard had bright blue eyes and waist-length black hair. I didn't know how she kept it so long--mine started to bother me if I let it grow to shoulder length. Lizard's real name was Leiko, but like me she went by her callsign almost all of the time.
"FM!" Lizard called. "They're combining your flight with ours. Nose said to wave you all down as you came in and tell you to set your radios to our channel."
Thank the stars. I would have followed any flightleader, of course, but I'd flown under Nose before, and a lot of the members of Nightmare Flight were my friends. Lizard was close to my age--she'd been in cadet training right before me. The sophomore class tended to be hard on the newest pilots, but Skyward Flight was something of a legend thanks to our flightmate, Spin, which earned us respect most newly minted pilots could only dream of.
"Any idea what's happening?" I asked Lizard.
"No clue," she said. "But Nose is already in the air. We'd better get up there."
"Thanks, Lizard," I said. I ran for my fighter and found Kimmalyn already in her cockpit across the way. As soon as I climbed into mine, I saw the light blinking and switched my radio to her private channel.
"FM," Kimmalyn said as I readied my fighter. "Do you know what's going on?"
"No idea," I said. "An attack of some kind?" We often dealt with small groups of Krell fighters, though only a really massive attack would justify calling us all up at once.
"I don't know either," Kimmalyn said. "But I just saw Spin. She's back."
I blinked, my hands pausing on the controls. Spensa had managed to use her strange psychic powers to leave our doomed little planet and run some crazy spy mission, trying to steal hyperdrive technology from the enemy. Until we had that technology we were marooned here, fish in a growth vat waiting to be speared. Spin had been gone for weeks, and I knew Jorgen and Ad...
The day the delver came, I stood staring up at the stars.
Even after all these months, I wasn't accustomed to living in the sky. I'd grown up underground, in a cavern so deep it could take hours to reach the surface. I'd felt safe there, buried beneath kilometers of rock, other caverns forming a buffer above the one where I lived--down where nothing could reach us.
Now everyone called me FM, but my parents named me Freyja, after the warrior goddess of my ancient heritage. I was never much of a warrior. Everyone expected I'd take the pilot's test and hoped that I'd graduate, but after that I surprised them by continuing to fly. As a full pilot, I could have had any job I wanted in the safety of the caverns. Yet I'd chosen to move from the surface of the planet--open and foreign and exposed--up to one of the enormous platforms that orbited above it, sheltering the surface from the sky. My father had taken to saying I was skysick, but it was the opposite--the sky terrified me. It was so big and wide I could fall into it and be swallowed up.
Above me, the other platforms that dominated the skies crossed over each other again, blocking my view of the eternal blackness dotted with the strange white stars I'd only heard of before I joined the Defiant Defense Force. My alarm went off--the beeping alert from my radio that my flight was scheduled for immediate takeoff. It was normal for flights to be called up at random--I'd been responding to sirens at a moment's notice since my first day as a cadet.
But today, half of my flight was missing. The rest of us had assumed this would afford us some unofficial R&R; while our flightleader, Jorgen, was planetside, surely we'd be called up last.
Apparently we'd guessed wrong. When I reached the landing bay, I immediately understood why. It wasn't only our flight that had been called up. Every fighter was readied, the maintenance crew working their way through preflight checks at double speed while pilots ran for their ships and jumped into their cockpits.
I looked for the rest of my flight. Without a flightleader, we couldn't take off until we knew who was in command. There were four other members of my flight currently in residence on Platform Prime: Kimmalyn, who was part of my original flight, and our three newer members: Sadie, T-Stall, and Catnip. Nedd and Arturo were planetside with Jorgen, so Kimmalyn and I were the most likely to be given command, but I didn't want it, and I knew Kimmalyn didn't either.
I didn't see any of my flightmates at the moment, but my friend Lizard from Nightmare Flight waved at me from the open hatch of her cockpit. Lizard had bright blue eyes and waist-length black hair. I didn't know how she kept it so long--mine started to bother me if I let it grow to shoulder length. Lizard's real name was Leiko, but like me she went by her callsign almost all of the time.
"FM!" Lizard called. "They're combining your flight with ours. Nose said to wave you all down as you came in and tell you to set your radios to our channel."
Thank the stars. I would have followed any flightleader, of course, but I'd flown under Nose before, and a lot of the members of Nightmare Flight were my friends. Lizard was close to my age--she'd been in cadet training right before me. The sophomore class tended to be hard on the newest pilots, but Skyward Flight was something of a legend thanks to our flightmate, Spin, which earned us respect most newly minted pilots could only dream of.
"Any idea what's happening?" I asked Lizard.
"No clue," she said. "But Nose is already in the air. We'd better get up there."
"Thanks, Lizard," I said. I ran for my fighter and found Kimmalyn already in her cockpit across the way. As soon as I climbed into mine, I saw the light blinking and switched my radio to her private channel.
"FM," Kimmalyn said as I readied my fighter. "Do you know what's going on?"
"No idea," I said. "An attack of some kind?" We often dealt with small groups of Krell fighters, though only a really massive attack would justify calling us all up at once.
"I don't know either," Kimmalyn said. "But I just saw Spin. She's back."
I blinked, my hands pausing on the controls. Spensa had managed to use her strange psychic powers to leave our doomed little planet and run some crazy spy mission, trying to steal hyperdrive technology from the enemy. Until we had that technology we were marooned here, fish in a growth vat waiting to be speared. Spin had been gone for weeks, and I knew Jorgen and Ad...
