A group of six quirky but resilient kids encounter the way of a immense and terrible supernatural evil that has invaded our realm from the deepest abyss of darkness. They have no choice but to spend their lifetimes battling it, enduring terror upon terror in the process.
This describes the premise, roughly, of the master of horror’s novel It (his best; no debate). It is also the plot of King’s son Joseph Hillstrom King’s latest chilling tome, in which six friends invoke the ancient, utterly malevolent dragon the Dragon King from the Endless Night to help them defeat some villains. As one might expect, their supernatural ritual goes awry.
Joe Hill launched his profession striving diligently to remain separate from his well-known dad, publishing under the pen name he continues to employ and eschewing in-person meetings with his agent (he possesses a striking resemblance to his dad). Yet with this recent release, he embraces it. There are lines that intentionally mirror some of his father’s iconic (“The man in black fled across the desert …”); a moment that recalls a King plot point (a game of puzzles). In this epic story, the author rejoices in his family connection, and readers share in the joy.
Focusing on the companions: five of them are pupils at the imagined Rackham College in this northeastern locale. There’s Arthur, studious and intelligent, cracking Old English riddles in his leisure hours; Colin, wealthy, sharp, and inclined to bulldoze those who oppose him; twins Donna and Donovan; the stunning Allie. Then we have Gwen, who remains outside their academic circle, but emerges as crucial of their group as they dabble, half believing, half not, in supernatural practices.
Arthur is, as a result of external pressures, forced into stealing valuable volumes from his treasured institution’s archives by a bunch of local criminals. This tears at his bookish heart, particularly as he’s made to take the library’s most valuable and disturbing title: the logbook of adept the historical figure (put to death “for conspiring with dark forces in 1703”; the book’s jacket is fashioned from his hide). The intrepid group examine the log, realize they are able to call forth what the occultist details as a armoured devil” to aid our hero with his coercion issue – and devote the remaining story facing the fallout. This ancient entity will certainly eliminate those annoying regional antagonists, but they must select a different victim each year or succumb to the dragon’s wrath. As our protagonist states: “You sow dragon’s teeth, all you get is more dragons.”
Moving through four decades, the author shifts with seamless grace across narrative styles: as the friends attempt to deal with the situation they find themselves in by, variously, picking people who are obviously evil to offer up, or seeking means to slay the beast themselves, we transition from thriller to dark fantasy, covert operations to love story to fright. One particularly memorable shift was to a heroic journey, within the subterranean depths under the English county, a section tinged by JRR Tolkien that was magnificently horrifying.
We encounter trolls – those living under bridges and online ones, truly terrifying and superbly depicted. The story includes mystic weapons and betrayals, heart-stopping scenes of valor and ones of terrible wickedness, both mortal and extraterrestrial. This is a remarkable achievement: a horror novel that is chiefly a paean to the creative spirit, and to affection and camaraderie. “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 companions assemble around a surface, getting ready to invoke their beast to life with the force of their minds.
As Hill puts it in his introductory quote: “Hic sunt dracones”. Do not overlook this.
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