Shadowghast

by Thomas Taylor Narrated by Will M. Watt

Overview

In the third mysterious tale of Eerie-on-Sea, it's almost Ghastly Night, and the Shadowghast-an ancient spirit in a lantern-lurks in wait for the power to enslave the town.

In the third suspenseful adventure in the Legends of Eerie-on-Sea series, shipwrecked orphan Herbert Lemon, Lost-and-Founder at the Grand Nautilus Hotel, must square off with a creature of town lore as he confronts a shadow from his past. While others towns celebrate Halloween, in Eerie-on-Sea it's Ghastly Night, and a grim spirit in a lantern awaits its moment. Legend has it that if people fail to light manglewick candles on Ghastly Night, and if no showman conjures shadow puppets on the pier as an offering, the insulted Shadowghast will seize and devour the shadows of the living. This year, a professional theater troupe has been summoned, including two men with grease-painted masks for faces and a raven-haired magician named Caliastra with startling news of Herbie's origins. No sooner have the players checked into the hotel than townspeople start vanishing into thin air, including the guardian of Herbie's best friend, Violet Parma. It's up to Herbie and Violet to separate truth from sleight of hand and solve the mystery of the Shadowghast lantern before darkness swallows them all.

Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher

Instead of Halloween, Eerie-on-Sea townsfolk celebrate Ghastly Night, lighting manglewick candles to keep the legendary Shadowghast from stealing their shadows. . . . Inventive plotting, spooky atmospherics, and quirky humor will keep readers entertained. . . . Readers will revel in the shivery mood.
—Kirkus Reviews

The author hits all the right notes for readers who delight in having (as Herbert puts it) their 'niblets go knobbly.'
—Booklist

Filled with all of the exciting twists, delicious humor, vivid characterization, and visual description of other books in the series (Malamander, Gargantis), readers will relish this third foray into the unique town and its memorable inhabitants.
—School Library Journal

Kirkus Reviews

2021-07-27
Instead of Halloween, Eerie-on-Sea townsfolk celebrate Ghastly Night, lighting manglewick candles to keep the legendary Shadowghast from stealing their shadows.

This year, candles won’t be enough. The holiday commemorates a stranger’s mesmerizing shadow-puppet show in which Eerie townsfolk watched the shadow of a grinning, horned man chase and consume fleeing shadows, human and otherwise. Cheated of payment by Eerie’s duplicitous mayor, the puppet master fed his shadow to the Shadowghast. (The mayor himself vanished). Dr. Thalassi and Mrs. Fossil retell these historical events annually. They’re blindsided when charismatic stage magician Caliastra arrives with her agent and two mimes, planning to re-create the story theatrically. Caliastra dazzles Herbie; claiming she’s his aunt, she invites him to be her assistant. Violet, Herbie’s fellow orphan, is skeptical—and also worried because her guardian is missing. Their friendship suffers, but as Mrs. Fossil disappears and Shadowghast sightings accumulate, the two put aside differences for dangerous investigations that lead to Sebastian Eels’ empty house and the Netherways, a labyrinth of underground passageways. When quick-witted, intrepid Violet is sidelined, cautious, risk-averse Herbie needs a gutsy plan and help from Erwin, the oracular cat, and Clermit, the charming, clockwork hermit crab. Eclipsing clowns in sheer creepiness, the mimes are nastily memorable creations. Inventive plotting, spooky atmospherics, and quirky humor will keep readers entertained. Characters are minimally described, but prior entries and names signal some diversity in the default White cast. Final illustrations not seen.

Readers will revel in the shivery mood. (Fantasy. 8-12)

Product Details

BN ID:	2940192470947
Publisher:	Brilliance Audio
Publication date:	09/14/2021
Series:	Legends of Eerie-on-Sea Series , #3
Edition description:	Unabridged
Age Range:	8 - 11 Years

Read an Excerpt

Chapter 1

All Hallows’ Eve


Do you remember your first Ghastly Night?    The first time you saw Eerie-on-Sea’s special Halloween show?
   The first time you gathered on the pier with your friends and family and huddled in the cold night air—and the glow of the manglewick candles—as you waited for the magic to begin?
Perhaps you were carried there on your dad’s shoulders, caramel apple in one hand, sparkler in the other? Or perhaps you peeked from snug inside your mum’s coat as the puppet master lit the lantern.
   Remember how you blinked in the beam of eerie light?
   Remember how the strange fumes tickled your nose?
   Remember how you gasped in wonder as the showman’s hands conjured puppets of shadow—forms and phantasmagoria that crept and capered and danced above you in the smoky autumn air?
   And did you see it?
   Did you catch a glimpse of that extra shadow—one not made by the skillful showman’s fingers?
   A shadow not cast by anything at all?
   A crooked figure, cavorting in dark delight at the edge of the lantern’s beam, never—when you turned to look—quite where you thought it was, but always there, hunting, tormenting, snatching the showman’s shadow puppets one by one till the show was ended.
   And the smoke curled away to nothing.
   And all the shadows were gone.
   And no sound remained but the hiss of the lantern and the creak of the pier and the churn of the endless sea.
   Well? Do you remember?
 Did you ever see the Shadowghast?
   But what am I saying?
   Of course you didn’t!
   You’ve probably never even heard of Ghastly Night, or manglewick candles, or any of it.
   Unless, that is, you’ve been to Eerie-on-Sea before, and asked too many questions. But even then, I’m sure you’d have forgotten this strange tradition of ours, falling as it does on the night the rest of the world knows as Halloween. Like most people at this time of year, you’re probably too busy carving pumpkins or planning your trick-or-treat costume to pay much attention to the funny old ways of a little seaside town. Too busy make-believing in goblins and ghosts to worry about the one legend of a bad spirit that might actually be true.
   And that’s fine.
   For you.
   But if you lived in Eerie, you’d see it differently. If you stayed behind when the summer tourists left, and the candy-colored signs of seaside fun faded into the dark of winter, you’d know. You, too, would hurry a little faster through the blustery streets as the days grew shorter and the shadows long. And when the end of October finally arrived, you’d put up a manglewick candle for protection, too.
   Just in case.
   Just in case this is the year that Ghastly Night is forgotten and no showman lights a lantern on the pier to conjure shadow puppets in offering to the dark. For if that should ever happen, so folks say, the Shadowghast—enraged by the insult—would hunt instead for the shadows of the living.
   But I see you’re smiling.
   You’re still thinking the Shadowghast is nothing more than a silly superstition.
   No more than a trick of the light.
   Only, remember this: at the heart of every legend is a spark of truth. And when the sunlight dies and you’re running from the shadows through the deepening streets of Eerie-on-Sea, a spark—no matter how small—is sometimes all you need.
   Unless that trick of the light is actually a trick of the dark.

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