A group of six quirky but resilient kids confront the trail of a colossal and fearsome paranormal darkness that has infiltrated our existence from the farthest reaches of darkness. They must spend their lifetimes confronting it, enduring terror upon terror in the ordeal.
This outlines the narrative, in essence, of the master of horror’s seminal work It (his best; no debate). It similarly frames of the celebrated author’s heir Joe Hill’s recent chilling tome, in which six friends summon the age-old, utterly malevolent dragon the Sorrowful Monarch from the Endless Night to help them defeat some antagonists. Needless to say, their arcane ceremony goes awry.
Joe Hill launched his profession making great efforts to avoid any connection from his well-known dad, adopting the nom de plume he still uses today and steering clear of encounters with his agent (he exhibits a uncanny likeness to his father). Yet with this recent release, he fully acknowledges it. Certain passages that intentionally mirror some of his father’s iconic (the famous Dark Tower introduction); a moment that brings to mind a signature King element (a game of puzzles). Throughout this massive book, Hill is delighting in his heritage, and readers share in the joy.
Returning to the group: five of them are students at the imagined the esteemed institution in the New England state. We have Arthur, bookish and brilliant, solving ancient puzzles in his free moments; Colin, wealthy, sharp, and prone to trampling obstacles in his path; the twin siblings; the beautiful the lovely Allie. Then we have Gwen, who remains outside their academic circle, but emerges as crucial of their circle as they dabble, somewhat credulous, somewhat doubtful, in the occult.
Arthur is, as a result of external pressures, compelled to pilfer valuable volumes from his cherished academic collection by a set of regional villains. This tears at his bookish heart, notably because he’s made to take the institution’s prized and unsettling publication: the journal of adept Enoch Crane (executed “for dealing with infernal entities in 1703”; the binding is made from his skin). The intrepid group read the journal, learn they can invoke what the author references as a “proud worm to assist Arthur with his coercion issue – and devote the remaining story reaping the consequences. This ancient entity will certainly eliminate those problematic neighborhood criminals, but they must select a different victim each year or become his victim themselves. As our protagonist states: “You invoke terrible forces, all you get is additional horrors.”
Covering a generation, Hill also moves with seamless grace across narrative styles: as the companions attempt to deal with the situation they find themselves in by, in different ways, picking people who are obviously evil to immolate, or searching for methods to slay the beast themselves, we move between thriller to dark fantasy, clandestine torment to romance to terror. My favorite genre switch was to a heroic journey, deep in the caves under the English county, a part infused with the Lord of the Rings author that was magnificently horrifying.
The novel features trolls – those living under bridges and internet antagonists, properly scary and superbly depicted. There are magical swords and treacheries, heart-stopping scenes of valor and instances of terrible wickedness, both mortal and supernatural. It stands as a masterpiece: a horror novel that is primarily a paean to the human inventiveness, and to love and friendship. “We longed for a tale to embrace and {now we’ve got one|presently we possess it|currently we hold it,” says Colin as the friends sit around the table, getting ready to invoke their dragon into existence with the strength of their collective will.
As Hill puts it in his epigraph: “Here be dragons”. Don’t miss them.