There is a place where mythology is reality. Where wild imaginations are ordinary . In a parallel universe called Everworld, a group of friends discover the. Jalil, April, David, and Christopher continue their dual existence in the magical Everworld. April narrates her amazing experiences while the evil Norse god Lok. In Applegate’s Enter the Enchanted you are drawn into a world of fantasy and myth. In this latest Everworld book a new character is introduced to the audience, .
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Preview — Enter the Enchanted by Katherine Applegate. Enter the Enchanted Everworld 3 by Katherine Applegate. Welcome to a land where all of your dreams and nightmares are very real—and often deadly. And—though they have managed to stay alive—things are starting etner get worse. Because Jalil and the others are about to encounter one of the most powerful of Everworld inhabitants. He is called Merlin. Encahnted is the unseen force behind much of what happens in Everworld.
And there is a good chance he knows where to find Senna. But he has his own agenda. Ecerworldpages. Published September by Scholastic Paperbacks first published January 1st To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Enter the Enchantedplease sign up.
Lists with This Book. May 06, Julie rated it really liked it Shelves: Ahhhhh, finally I feel like this series is hitting its stride! April’s internal voice doesn’t stand out as much as the cast did in Animorphs — I, also, thought this book was narrated by Jalil at first, until I remembered it enchwnted the Arthurian book.
I also think the character dynamics enchanetd getting even more depth now, the group both tearing into each enchantwd and finally starting to offer real comfort to one another by the end. And I love it for April’s observations on each of her boys, and her relationships with each of them: Sorry, I just had to mention it one more time. No, wait — I guess I am entirely unsurprised tbh, considering they’re two white boys who are also rivals. I love Arthuriana, and Merlin. This book is also important because a you get to see a lot more of Senna, and so she’s less of a cipher, more of a real girl — still a witch, still powerful, but you start seeing the cracks in the facade, her weaknesses and fragilities and attempts to keep this situation under control but she’s out of enchanfed depth, and b there’s direction.
By the end, they finally come up with everworpd plan and an idea of how they want to tackle Everworld. They’re starting to cohere as a group and to know each other, which is wonderful to see. It’s a theme that’s near and dear to my heart, considering things like American Gods or Terry Pratchett’s Discworld: Galahad’s awareness of his own echanted status is a little touching, a little sad; he knows his own existence is in question, and it shakes him, but he still perseveres.
And where David’s crutch is heroism, Christopher’s humour, Jalil’s logic, April’s is acting and maybe also her Christian faith; it’s nice to see a character who’s a believer but not in a way that feels like it’s being shoved down your throat.
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She puts on different roles to fit the situation, and taps into past acting experience everorld try to get by in Everworld. Getting into her head, you get the impression that she isn’t quite so cool and calm and resourceful as she appears, but she’s such a good actress that the others can’t quite tell.
Yet by the end, she’s also run-down and ragged and tired of wrestling the boys’ testosterone blowups, and understandably so. Have I mentioned how amazing she is? That wouldn’t really work for him.
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He wants us all to see him as some kind of direct, straightforward man-of-action type. What he wills himself to be. But he wears his bruises and scars on the outside, out in plain view where anyone, at least any girl or woman, can see them.
David thinks no one sees everwprld insecurity, no one sees the uncertainty. Thw he just keeps talking tough and gritting his teeth and racing toward each new danger, we’ll all forget the failings we’ve seen; we’ll buy the image. We’ll forget how he broke down before Loki. We’ll somehow not see the shadows cast by earlier failings, failings that gnaw at his insides during every quiet moment.
We’ll never ask whether his own fear is what makes him brave. It’s what makes him comical and fascinating and even a little wonderful, all at the same time. Christopher keeps trying to convince himself that life is one big sitcom.
Like he’d be able to make sense of it all if he could just go back and watch the entire I Love Lucy oeuvre. The world is too complicated for Christopher.
Not that he’s not intelligent, he is. But he needs the world to make sense, and he needs it to fit, to be predictable.
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He wants the big pendulum to swing in a narrow arc, not too far. And when it doesn’t, he takes the world and forces it into place, organizes it with humor and narrow-mindedness. He’ll chop off the ends of the arc. Kill it with a enxhanted. Is someone too near to touching his heart?
Push the person away with a harsh cheap shot guaranteed to alienate. Now, Jalil does do “theory. And of the four of us, he remains the most opaque to me. Also the most interesting. Jalil enchanfed in nothing but a reality that can be demonstrated in a laboratory, written up in a paper, and then replicated in another lab.
So he says, and I believe him. I have the respect for him that believers sometimes have for nonbelievers. He’s not lukewarm, not half in and half out, not just covering his ass, not pretending to a belief system he doesn’t live.
Jalil looks out for himself, so he says, and that I don’t entirely believe. It’s everwolrd I look to instinctively for support. Real enger, not the artificial fear you get parachuting or bungee jumping. It’s easy to tell the difference between the real thing and the fake: If you have any desire to yell, “Yee-hah!
Real fear makes you want to beg and plead and pray, Please let me live, please, please let me live. It makes you lose control over your own muscles, neter your own mind. It makes you want to vomit. It makes you so tired. We rode that way, me on his lap, him scanning the trees and the bushes, no doubt wondering how he’d fight with me on his lap. After a enher my loopy, feverish brain settled on a simple problem.
How do I tell a legend that I have to pee?
Then, just as I was thinking I’d try something Shakespearian, you know, ‘Prithee, milord, but I must fain squat in yon bushes, else will I dampen thy attractive knee,’ we were there. Make you not believe what you’ve seen, or else believe what never happened.
He wheeled, pushed his face close to Jalil, rose as high as he could without standing on his toes. Is that straight up enough for you? But now it was Christopher, too. He entter a look at me, expecting me to intervene. Well, I was sick of them all. Sick of rushing around like a fire-woman armed with an estrogen bucket, putting out testosterone fires.
We gotta be sensitive because she’s a witch? Neither would you, David, except she has you whipped. Have you had a vision? Like, you happened a long time ago. Then slowly, hesitantly, he asked, “Was I real? In your world, in the Old World? Was I more than a legend, more than a tale? Was I a man? I don’t know,” Christopher said. I remember bits and pieces. My mother, the Lady Elaine. I remember the sword in the stone.