It wasn't a thing, it was a bit of shaped sky. Somewhere in a place so far up that there is no down, a ship is waiting to take the nomes home, back to wherever they came from. And one nome, Masklin, knows that they've got to try and contact the ship. It means going to Florida (wherever that is), then getting to the...
launch of a communications satellite (whatever that is). A ridiculous plan. Impossible. But Masklin doesn't know this, so he tries to do it anyway. And the first step is to try and hitch a ride on a new kind of truck, a truck with wings. This is the third book in the Bromeliad Trilogy.
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