Thou hast atchiev'd our libertie , confin'd Within Hell Gates till now, thou us impow'rd To fortifie thus farr , and overlay [ ] With this portentous Bridge the dark Abyss. Thine now is all this World, thy vertue hath won What thy hands builded not, thy Wisdom gain'd With odds what Warr hath lost, and fully aveng'd Our foile in Heav'n ; here thou shalt Monarch reign, [ ] There didst not; there let him still Victor sway, As Battel hath adjudg'd , from this new World Retiring, by his own doom alienated, And henceforth Monarchie with thee divide Of all things parted by th' Empyreal bounds, [ ] His Quadrature , from thy Orbicular World, Or trie thee now more dang'rous to his Throne.
Whom thus the Prince of Darkness answerd glad. Therefore while I Descend through Darkness, on your Rode with ease To my associate Powers, them to acquaint [ ] With these successes, and with them rejoyce , You two this way, among these numerous Orbs All yours, right down to Paradise descend; There dwell and Reign in bliss, thence on the Earth Dominion exercise and in the Aire , [ ] Chiefly on Man, sole Lord of all declar'd , Him first make sure your thrall, and lastly kill.
If your joynt power prevailes , th' affaires of Hell No detriment need feare , goe and be strong. So saying he dismiss'd them, they with speed [ ] Thir course through thickest Constellations held Spreading thir bane; the blasted Starrs lookt wan, And Planets, Planet- strook , real Eclips Then sufferd. Th' other way Satan went down The Causey to Hell Gate; on either side [ ] Disparted Chaos over built exclaimd , And with rebounding surge the barrs assaild , That scorn'd his indignation: There kept thir Watch the Legions, while the Grand In Council sate , sollicitous what chance Might intercept thir Emperour sent, so hee Departing gave command, and they observ'd.
So these the late Heav'n - banisht Host, left desert utmost Hell Many a dark League, reduc't in careful Watch Round thir Metropolis, and now expecting Each hour thir great adventurer from the search [ ] Of Forrein Worlds: Down a while He sate , and round about him saw unseen: At last as from a Cloud his fulgent head And shape Starr bright appeer'd , or brighter, clad [ ] With what permissive glory since his fall Was left him, or false glitter: All amaz'd At that so sudden blaze the Stygian throng Bent thir aspect , and whom they wish'd beheld, Thir mighty Chief returnd: Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Vertues , Powers, [ ] For in possession such, not onely of right, I call ye and declare ye now, returnd Successful beyond hope, to lead ye forth Triumphant out of this infernal Pit Abominable, accurst , the house of woe, [ ] And Dungeon of our Tyrant: Now possess, As Lords, a spacious World, to our native Heaven Little inferiour , by my adventure hard With peril great atchiev'd.
Long were to tell What I have don , what sufferd , with what paine [ ] Voyag'd th' unreal, vast, unbounded deep Of horrible confusion, over which By Sin and Death a broad way now is pav'd To expedite your glorious march; but I Toild out my uncouth passage , forc't to ride [ ] Th' untractable Abysse , plung'd in the womb Of unoriginal Night and Chaos wilde , That jealous of thir secrets fiercely oppos'd My journey strange, with clamorous uproare Protesting Fate supreame ; thence how I found [ ] The new created World, which fame in Heav'n Long had foretold, a Fabrick wonderful Of absolute perfection, therein Man Plac't in a Paradise, by our exile Made happie: Him by fraud I have seduc'd [ ] From his Creator, and the more to increase Your wonder, with an Apple ; he thereat Offended, worth your laughter, hath giv'n up Both his beloved Man and all his World, To Sin and Death a prey, and so to us, [ ] Without our hazard, labour , or allarme , To range in, and to dwell, and over Man To rule, as over all he should have rul'd.
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So having said, a while he stood, expecting Thir universal shout and high applause [ ] To fill his eare , when contrary he hears On all sides, from innumerable tongues A dismal universal hiss, the sound Of public scorn; he wonderd , but not long Had leasure , wondring at himself now more; [ ] His Visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare, His Armes clung to his Ribs, his Leggs entwining Each other, till supplanted down he fell A monstrous Serpent on his Belly prone, Reluctant, but in vaine: Thus was th' applause they meant, [ ] Turn'd to exploding hiss, triumph to shame Cast on themselves from thir own mouths.
There stood A Grove hard by, sprung up with this thir change, His will who reigns above, to aggravate Thir penance, laden with Fruit like that [ ] Which grew in Paradise, the bait of Eve Us'd by the Tempter: Thus were they plagu'd And worn with Famin , long and ceasless hiss, Till thir lost shape, permitted, they resum'd , Yearly enjoynd , some say, to undergo [ ] This annual humbling certain number'd days, To dash thir pride, and joy for Man seduc't. Mean while in Paradise the hellish pair [ ] Too soon arriv'd , Sin there in power before, Once actual, now in body , and to dwell Habitual habitant; behind her Death Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet On his pale Horse: Second of Satan sprung, all conquering Death , What thinkst thou of our Empire now, though earnd With travail difficult, not better farr Then stil at Hels dark threshold to have sate watch, Unnam'd , undreaded, and thy self half starv'd?
Whom thus the Sin-born Monster answerd soon. To mee , who with eternal Famin pine, Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven, There best, where most with ravin I may meet; Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems [ ] To stuff this Maw, this vast unhide-bound Corps. To whom th' incestuous Mother thus repli'd. Thou therefore on these Herbs, and Fruits, and Flours Feed first, on each Beast next, and Fish, and Fowle , No homely morsels, and whatever thing [ ] The Sithe of Time mowes down, devour unspar'd , Till I in Man residing through the Race, His thoughts, his looks, words, actions all infect, And season him thy last and sweetest prey.
This said, they both betook them several wayes , [ ] Both to destroy, or unimmortal make All kinds, and for destruction to mature Sooner or later; which th' Almightie seeing, From his transcendent Seat the Saints among, To those bright Orders utterd thus his voice. See with what heat these Dogs of Hell advance To waste and havoc yonder World, which I So fair and good created, and had still Kept in that State, had not the folly of Man Let in these wastful Furies, who impute [ ] Folly to mee , so doth the Prince of Hell And his Adherents, that with so much ease I suffer them to enter and possess A place so heav'nly , and conniving seem To gratifie my scornful Enemies, [ ] That laugh, as if transported with some fit Of Passion, I to them had quitted all, At random yielded up to their misrule; And know not that I call'd and drew them thither My Hell-hounds, to lick up the draff and filth [ ] Which mans polluting Sin with taint hath shed On what was pure, till cramm'd and gorg'd , nigh burst With suckt and glutted offal, at one sling Of thy victorious Arm, well-pleasing Son, Both Sin , and Death , and yawning Grave at last [ ] Through Chaos hurld , obstruct the mouth of Hell For ever, and seal up his ravenous Jawes.
Then Heav'n and Earth renewd shall be made pure To sanctitie that shall receive no staine: Till then the Curse pronounc't on both precedes. Just are thy ways , Righteous are thy Decrees on all thy Works; Who can extenuate thee? Such was thir song, While the Creator calling forth by name His mightie Angels gave them several charge, [ ] As sorted best with present things. The Sun Had first his precept so to move, so shine, As might affect the Earth with cold and heat Scarce tollerable , and from the North to call Decrepit Winter, from the South to bring [ ] Solstitial summers heat.
To the blanc Moone Her office they prescrib'd , to th' other five Thir planetarie motions and aspects In Sextile, Square , and Trine , and Opposite , Of noxious efficacie , and when to joyne [ ] In Synod unbenigne , and taught the fixt Thir influence malignant when to showre , Which of them rising with the Sun, or falling, Should prove tempestuous: At that tasted Fruit The Sun, as from Thyestean Banquet , turn'd His course intended; else how had the World Inhabited, though sinless, more then now, [ ] Avoided pinching cold and scorching heate? Thus began Outrage from liveless things; but Discord first Daughter of Sin, among th' irrational, Death introduc'd through fierce antipathie: Beast now with Beast gan war, and Fowle with Fowle , [ ] And Fish with Fish; to graze the Herb all leaving, Devourd each other; nor stood much in awe Of Man, but fled him, or with count'nance grim Glar'd on him passing: O miserable of happie!
O voice once heard Delightfully, Encrease and multiply , [ ] Now death to hear! Who of all Ages to succeed, but feeling The evil on him brought by me, will curse My Head, Ill fare our Ancestor impure , [ ] For this we may thank Adam ; but his thanks Shall be the execration; so besides Mine own that bide upon me, all from mee Shall with a fierce reflux on mee redound, On mee as on thir natural center light [ ] Heavie , though in thir place. O fleeting joyes Of Paradise, deare bought with lasting woes!
To the loss of that, Sufficient penaltie , why hast thou added The sense of endless woes? Thou didst accept them ; wilt thou enjoy the good, Then cavil the conditions? I sought it not Wouldst thou admit for his contempt of thee That proud excuse? Be it so, for I submit, his doom is fair, That dust I am, and shall to dust returne: There I should rest And sleep secure; his dreadful voice no more Would Thunder in my ears, no fear of worse [ ] To mee and to my ofspring would torment me With cruel expectation.
Yet one doubt Pursues me still, least all I cannot die, Least that pure breath of Life, the Spirit of Man Which God inspir'd , cannot together perish [ ] With this corporeal Clod; then in the Grave, Or in some other dismal place who knows But I shall die a living Death? O thought Horrid, if true! All of me then shall die: For though the Lord of all be infinite, Is his wrauth also? How can he exercise Wrath without end on Man whom Death must end? Can he make deathless Death? Will he , draw out, For angers sake, finite to infinite In punisht man, to satisfie his rigour Satisfi'd never; that were to extend His Sentence beyond dust and Natures Law , [ ] By which all Causes else according still To the reception of thir matter act, Not to th' extent of thir own Spheare.
But say That Death be not one stroak , as I suppos'd , Bereaving sense , but endless miserie [ ] From this day onward, which I feel begun Both in me, and without me, and so last To perpetuitie ; Ay me, that fear Comes thundring back with dreadful revolution On my defensless head; both Death and I [ ] Am found Eternal, and incorporate both, Nor I on my part single, in mee all Posteritie stands curst: Ah, why should all mankind For one mans fault thus guiltless be condemn'd , If guiltless?
But from mee what can proceed, But all corrupt, both Mind and Will deprav'd , [ ] Not to do onely , but to will the same With me? Him after all Disputes Forc't I absolve: Thus what thou desir'st , And what thou fearst , alike destroyes all hope Of refuge, and concludes thee miserable Beyond all past example and future, [ ] To Satan only like both crime and doom.
O Conscience, into what Abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driv'n me; out of which I find no way, from deep to deeper plung'd! Thus Adam to himself lamented loud [ ] Through the still Night, not now, as ere man fell, Wholsom and cool, and mild, but with black Air Accompanied, with damps and dreadful gloom, Which to his evil Conscience represented All things with double terror: On the ground [ ] Outstretcht he lay, on the cold ground, and oft Curs'd his Creation, Death as oft accus'd Of tardie execution, since denounc't The day of his offence.
Why comes not Death, Said hee , with one thrice acceptable stroke [ ] To end me?
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Shall Truth fail to keep her word, Justice Divine not hast'n to be just? But Death comes not at call, Justice Divine Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries. Whom thus afflicted when sad Eve beheld, Desolate where she sate , approaching nigh, Soft words to his fierce passion she assay'd: Out of my sight, thou Serpent , that name best Befits thee with him leagu'd , thy self as false And hateful; nothing wants, but that thy shape, Like his, and colour Serpentine may shew [ ] Thy inward fraud, to warn all Creatures from thee Henceforth; least that too heav'nly form, pretended To hellish falshood , snare them.
But for thee I had persisted happie , had not thy pride And wandring vanitie , when lest was safe, [ ] Rejected my forewarning, and disdain'd Not to be trusted, longing to be seen Though by the Devil himself, him overweening To over-reach, but with the Serpent meeting Fool'd and beguil'd , by him thou, I by thee, [ ] To trust thee from my side, imagin'd wise, Constant, mature, proof against all assaults, And understood not all was but a shew Rather then solid vertu , all but a Rib Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, [ ] More to the part sinister from me drawn, Well if thrown out, as supernumerarie To my just number found.
Which infinite calamitie shall cause To Humane life, and houshold peace confound. He added not, and from her turn'd , but Eve Not so repulst , with Tears that ceas'd not flowing, [ ] And tresses all disorderd , at his feet Fell humble, and imbracing them, besaught His peace, and thus proceeded in her plaint. Forsake me not thus, Adam , witness Heav'n What love sincere, and reverence in my heart [ ] I beare thee, and unweeting have offended, Unhappilie deceav'd ; thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees; bereave me not, Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel in this uttermost distress, [ ] My onely strength and stay: While yet we live, scarse one short hour perhaps, Between us two let there be peace, both joyning , As joyn'd in injuries, one enmitie [ ] Against a Foe by doom express assign'd us, That cruel Serpent: On me exercise not Thy hatred for this miserie befall'n , On me alreadie lost, mee then thy self More miserable; both have sin'd , but thou [ ] Against God onely , I against God and thee, And to the place of judgment will return, There with my cries importune Heaven, that all The sentence from thy head remov'd may light On me, sole cause to thee of all this woe , [ ] Mee mee onely just object of his ire.
She ended weeping, and her lowlie plight, Immovable till peace obtain'd from fault Acknowledg'd and deplor'd , in Adam wraught Commiseration; soon his heart relented [ ] Towards her, his life so late and sole delight, Now at his feet submissive in distress, Creature so faire his reconcilement seeking, His counsel whom she had displeas'd , his aide ; As one disarm'd , his anger all he lost, [ ] And thus with peaceful words uprais'd her soon. Unwarie , and too desirous, as before, So now of what thou knowst not, who desir'st The punishment all on thy self; alas, Beare thine own first, ill able to sustaine [ ] His full wrauth whose thou feelst as yet lest part , And my displeasure bearst so ill.
If Prayers Could alter high Decrees, I to that place Would speed before thee, and be louder heard, That on my head all might be visited, [ ] Thy frailtie and infirmer Sex forgiv'n , To me committed and by me expos'd. But rise, let us no more contend, nor blame Each other, blam'd enough elsewhere, but strive In offices of Love, how we may light'n [ ] Each others burden in our share of woe; Since this days Death denounc't , if ought I see, Will prove no sudden, but a slow- pac't evill , A long days dying to augment our paine , And to our Seed O hapless Seed!
To whom thus Eve , recovering heart, repli'd. Adam , by sad experiment I know How little weight my words with thee can finde , Found so erroneous, thence by just event Found so unfortunate; nevertheless, [ ] Restor'd by thee, vile as I am, to place Of new acceptance, hopeful to regaine Thy Love, the sole contentment of my heart Living or dying , from thee I will not hide What thoughts in my unquiet brest are ris'n , [ ] Tending to some relief of our extremes, Or end, though sharp and sad, yet tolerable, As in our evils , and of easier choice.
If care of our descent perplex us most, Which must be born to certain woe, devourd [ ] By Death at last, and miserable it is To be to others cause of misery, Our own begotten, and of our Loines to bring Into this cursed World a woful Race, That after wretched Life must be at last [ ] Food for so foule a Monster, in thy power It lies, yet ere Conception to prevent The Race unblest , to being yet unbegot. Childless thou art, Childless remaine: So Death shall be deceav'd his glut, and with us two [ ] Be forc'd to satisfie his Rav'nous Maw.
But if thou judge it hard and difficult, Conversing , looking, loving, to abstain From Loves due Rites, Nuptial imbraces sweet, And with desire to languish without hope, [ ] Before the present object languishing With like desire, which would be miserie And torment less then none of what we dread, Then both our selves and Seed at once to free From what we fear for both, let us make short, [ ] Let us seek Death, or he not found, supply With our own hands his Office on our selves; Why stand we longer shivering under feares , That shew no end but Death, and have the power, Of many ways to die the shortest choosing, [ ] Destruction with destruction to destroy.
Mist crept low to the ground, curling around each whispering tree as if searching for something it had lost. The Headmistress is horrid and so are most of the students. There are the ghosts and the Wailing Room. And there are three peculiar girls: Things are creepy and weird, and not solely in that quirky-charming kind of way. And very real uncertainty. If Towell were to be accused of using a cookie-cutter, it would be deliciously warped one.
Maybe something borrowed from when scary stories where still skary. A less peculiar yet delightfully unusual boy shares the narrative and the adventure: He is homeschooled, invents various contraptions, and eats peanut butter sandwiches. It is only when Miss Delia Peet—the new Librarian—shows up—and then disappears—that everything changes for Adelaide, Beatrice, and Maggie.
Steffen finds his own pivotal meeting… The chapters can be long, and we can be left hanging and wondering a bit. The chaptering makes sense, its just something even Natalya noted as unusual. Towell apparently trusts herself and the attention spans of readers—and well she should. I was unable to read this without interruption, but it is absorbing and the story favors an anticipation that has you peeking through fingers—you want resolution and hopefully one person to survive.
But there are hardly guarantees. And then you are near the end and the girls, locked in a room while the towns folk are being, well—anyway, the girls are actually getting to know one another while they pass the time in a state other than abject terror.
I see another book coming. The girls and Steffen are resourceful, having interesting abilities, and are very brave, very good, and pretty likeable. She is a nice addition to the relatively small collection of truly creepy tales haunting the juvenile fiction shelves. May 02, Reanna Wayman rated it it was amazing Shelves: Beautifully illustrated book with a dark, dark undertone.
If you like stories of the grizzly supernatural in the vein of Monster House, Tales of Terror, Paranorman, Coraline, then you will definitely enjoy this book. I got this book in my first book haul this year, at a library sale. It's a interesting, quick read. It might not be as quickly a read for others, but I read it in a few hours. I didn't like it as much as I'd hoped I would, but that's because it didn't appeal to me a whole lot I guess.
I'd suggest giving it a try, just see if you would like it or not. At least then, you gave it a chance. May 26, Addicted2books rated it it was amazing. I never updated this to Goodreads but I read this book in about and honestly it was just so interestingly creepy.
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I've really wanted to re-read it since and I totally recommend this book to anyone, all ages because I 've never read a book like this. Nov 13, Star rated it it was amazing. I loved this book so much. From the first page to the last I was enthralled in the insane and slightly horrifying world being built around me. It was unique and I'm a huge fan of this writing style. But hm, maybe I'm biased. Jul 18, Denise Kawaii rated it really liked it. What a delightfully scary book! I picked this up for a fun read, and I wasn't disappointed. It's a wonderfully spooky ghostly tale where the happiest parts of town aren't quite what they seem.
Four misfit children have to solve the mystery before it's too late, unless it's too late already. Apr 02, Bridget Sprouls rated it it was amazing. Many terrifically scary moments in this book and a generous number of grim-cute illustrations by the author that suit the mood perfectly. Oct 01, Kristiana Sfirlea rated it liked it. This book had a lot going for it, but there were just so many missing pieces that I had a hard time connecting with the world and characters. Bummer, but I'm glad I finished it. Oct 09, Virus rated it liked it. Oct 26, Emily rated it really liked it Shelves: Adelaide is shunned because everyone believes she is a werewolf!
Maggie is amazingly strong and beats up those who try to pick on others—which means she is shunned as well. Beatrice can Overall Review: Beatrice can see and talk to ghosts mostly animals, though , so everyone thinks she is creepy and weird, but she is the sweetest, most innocent and positive person you could meet!
And I loved her sweet little ghost mouse-turned-postman! The curse of Widowsbury is taking a turn for the worse and people are disappearing.
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The town is already wary of anything new and now they are even more scared and suspicious. The four children stumble onto something they were definitely not meant to see and as they try desperately to warn people, the only reaction they get is more trouble!! Could the big old carousel really be as evil as they think it is? And what is it, exactly?
What started out as a mystery surrounding their missing librarian, turns into a fight to save the entire town from something worse than they ever could have imagined!
Fast paced and very scary—if you want to be scared silly, then this is the book for you! Make sure you keep a flashlight handy! Overall rating is 4 out of 5 stars! There is a lot of mild violence, such as bullying and mean people. They do things like calling names, taunting, humiliating…doing anything possible to make the others feel horrible. The headmistress dislikes some of the students and constantly punishes them with cruel punishments: The Wall sitting against a rough brick wall for an entire day while everyone looks on , The Wailing Room characters are put inside a small room for a very extended period of time without any lights, or food, and with the door shut and locked with chains and padlocks—rumor has it there is a wailing ghost inside and it may or may not let you live , or The Library a very gloomy, damp room with horrible people as librarians who hit them, make fun of them, and generally make their lives miserable.
There are a few different instances of ghost attacks: One instance is when the main characters are trying to get a bully to leave them alone, and they have some ghosts attack her in order to scare her into leaving them alone. It mostly works, as she is very shaken. There is an evil shadow man who is behind the disappearances and hates everyone. A strange shape-shifting creature feeds off of sadness, but becomes mutated and ends up becoming a person-eating monster.
A character gives out candy made from poisoned blood. When characters enter the carousel they are attacked by mutated and scary creatures giant scorpions, tarantulas, bears, hornets, bat-dogs, etc. A character finds another character covered in slime and mostly unconscious who screams in terror over and over again. When the evil creature is defeated, it vomits people all over and then it melts—the skin melting right off the body lots of description. There are some scary pictures. Aug 05, colleen the convivial curmudgeon rated it liked it Shelves: Or, at least, they're different which, for the other students and teachers at Miss Gertrude's amounts to the same thing, since the three are often blamed for every bad thing that happens in the school.
But then comes Miss Delia, a new librarian who, instead of automatically condemning the children befriends them. Their good fortune is short-lived, however, as Miss Delia disappears mysteriously, and the children come together to find her, befriending e 2. Their good fortune is short-lived, however, as Miss Delia disappears mysteriously, and the children come together to find her, befriending each other and a boy called Steffen along the way.
There are some mildly creepy moments - probably moreso for the younger set this book is targetted at - but, overall, it was more a book about not fitting in and finding friends than anything else. I felt like the mindless cruelty of the teachers and students was a bit much - though it did remind me a little bit of young Jane Eyre, and the threat of the Wailing Room reminded me of the Red Room.
And the villain was disappointing. He could've been very sympathetic. He could've encompassed a good lesson about the dangers of bullying, which seems to be something the author tried for, but he was just so over-the-top ridiculous that I found him more annoying than sympathetic. I did like the main characters, though. They felt mostly realistic, and I liked the different ways they were portrayed.
Watching them become friends and learning to accept their differentness made it a decent story for the younger set, especially those who like a bit of creepiness tied in with their moral lessons. I would like more explanation about the Great Storm that changed the town, though. It was left open enough for a possible sequel, so perhaps we'll get a bit more detail if any books follow. It wasn't a cliffhanger or anything, and this story is definitely wrapped up. There's just a suggestion that this will hardly be the only mystery the 'childrin' will face.
I am unfamiliar with her other work, so I have no baseline for comparison. That said, some reviewers have suggested this story might work better as a graphic novel, and I have to agree. The illustrations throughout were a nice touch, and I do think the story was a good one, but the prose was a bit meh, overall. I think a graphic novel treatment of this story could be really good. I'm bumping this up to 2.
And 'cause I keep thinking it deserves better than a 2, based on other 2s I've read recently. May 17, Blane Doyle rated it really liked it Shelves: This book was much more enjoyable than I had expected, and let me say first and foremost I would recommend this to almost anyone. Katy Towell clearly put a lot of effort into this book, not only in the writing but in her illustrations, a few of which genuinely disturbed me readers of the book, you know which ones I am talking about.
It has the same quick but interesting feel of her animations and you genuinely like and feel close to the main characters. The story is interesting, the characters This book was much more enjoyable than I had expected, and let me say first and foremost I would recommend this to almost anyone. The story is interesting, the characters the same, the art is unique, the book as a whole is simply a delight.
However, there were a few things that put me off. The pacing at times seemed a bit However, this is a very minor problem and can be easily overlooked. The second thing that bothered me is the climax. It was very good and well thought out, however I figured out the mystery far before the end though I believe that is because I read mysteries far too much to not be able to and I wish a little more detail was put into the chapter before last in regards to the villain.
But, as a children's book, the climax does it's job exceedingly well and my minor problems with it did not keep me from enjoying it. The final chapter and the ending itself was superb and was more than enjoyable and fitting, and even seems to lampshade this. Finally, I did find myself wanting to know a bit more about the town a bit sooner than we are told.
This is a very minor and personal gripe, as we are told more than enough in the last few chapters, but I personally would have liked to have it more Like many books, this one is flawed, but it is one of the most enjoyable that I have picked up in quite some time. It has that Katy Towell feel from the start of it and is certain to give kids that read it a decent fright, should that be what they are looking for.
Adults and teens looking for an easy and slightly disturbing mysterious tale would also enjoy this. The few flaws it has are overshadowed by the amount of enjoyment one would get out of it if you go into the book expecting something simple, quick, and a bit on the dark side. Jan 10, Mary Braden rated it really liked it. I picked up this book after i came across the author YouTube channel. I had always been a fan of creepy yet imaginative stories, along the lines of Tim Burton's work, so after seeing the synapsis for the story i thought, "why not? My first impression was how short it was, only pages, which only took me about two and half hours to read, but even so it never really felt rushed.
The pacing was proper, starting of slow and introductory, then when the I picked up this book after i came across the author YouTube channel. The pacing was proper, starting of slow and introductory, then when the lore of the books world is set in place, the ball starts rolling. There is a town called Widowsburry which has been suffering from a curse ever since a large storm twelve years prior. In this town, filled with superstitious and unfriendly people, where outsiders hardly ever come to, people have begun to go missing. Now it is up to three out-casts, to band together and solve the mystery behind the Carousel in the woods that seems to be the cause of the disappearances.
Its cryptic, startling, gory, clever and delightfully witty at times. As for the characters, they had their brilliance and faults. The characters faltered when it came to solid character. Each of our protagonists had a central core of a singular trait that defined them, and although that trait was sometimes unique and fresh, the rest of the character was a blank slate. There was however an exception, The Main character "Adelaide Foss". Not only was her character different from most protagonists, but she was fully realized, never acting in a way that went against her established character.
So was this book worth the read? Jun 26, CrystalBookSnob rated it really liked it Shelves: What initially drew me to the book was not only the cover but the spelling of the title Skary Childrin. Right off the bat I knew this book would be a fun and slightly spooky read and great for my Middle Grade Monday feature! After flipping through the book I knew I had to purchase it because the illustrations are pretty awesome! Adelaide is believed to be a werewolf, Maggie has super-human strength and Beatrice says she can see and talk to ghosts.
Everything that ever goes wrong at the school is always blamed on the three of them and they spend most of their days in detention. Weird things start to happen around town when a mysterious carousel appears and people start to go missing! Even though this is a middle grade novel, I still didn't catch on to whom the villain was until he was revealed.
After the villain tells his story, I found myself feeling sorry for him even though he was doing all these terrible things. He was a product of those who bullied him when he was a child. I really enjoyed the overall message that the story gave. Be better than those who bully you because you still have a choice to make the right decision. The villain gave the three girls a chance to take revenge on those who bullied them and in the end they made the right decision.
The story got a little scary at parts but it was really fun to read! I give Skary Childrin and the Carousel of Sorrows 4 hearts for being a little spooky but also sending out a great message to the younger audience! Skary Childrin and The Carousel of Sorrow is about three weird girls and an equally weird boy who lives in a weird town with evil humans and equally evil things. It's deliciously full of weirdness.
This is macabre at its best! The illustrations are marvelously strange and the main characters have delightfully weird traits. I also must admit that this book made me scared out of my wits!
Common Sense says
I was determined to finish it last night, and at around 2am I was in the part of the book where Adelaide and Mag Skary Childrin and The Carousel of Sorrow is about three weird girls and an equally weird boy who lives in a weird town with evil humans and equally evil things. I was determined to finish it last night, and at around 2am I was in the part of the book where Adelaide and Maggie woke up in the middle of the night and stood near a window And yes, my own window was open!
I was really scared like you wouldn't imagine and that is very rare for me. It was extremely brilliant. My hands were hanging on the side of the bed and I pulled it right up because I was so sure that something with long fingers are going to pull me under. This should be the next Burton film! I wish Towell will write some more! I'm truly starting to miss Adelaide, Maggie, Beatrice, and Steffen. If you're like me and you find great pleasure reading about horrifying yet weirdly sad and strange deaths and disturbingly dark illustrations then this is a book for you.