Uг§an Ећato Вђ“ Diana Wynne Jones -

Abdullah looked at his tattered rug, then at the vast, shimmering fortress. He realized the stranger had been right. It wasn't enough to reach the castle in the air; he had to find a way to bring it down to earth, or find the courage to never land again.

One evening, a stranger wrapped in a cloak of shifting sand offered him a threadbare rug. "This," the stranger whispered, "will take you where your heart belongs, provided your heart is brave enough to stay there." Uçan Şato – Diana Wynne Jones

"You've come," she said, her voice clear as a bell. "But the djinns are waking, and the castle is turning toward the wastes." Abdullah looked at his tattered rug, then at