By Charlie Fletcher
A urban has many lives and layers. London has greater than most. no longer the entire layers are underground, and never all of the lives belong to the living.
Twelve-year-old George Chapman is ready to discover this out the tough method. whilst, in a tiny act of uprising, George breaks the pinnacle from a stone dragon open air the typical background Museum, he awakes an old energy. This energy has been dormant for hundreds of years however the effects are fast and terrifying: A stone Pterodactyl unpeels from the wall and begins chasing George. He runs for his existence however it turns out that not anyone can see what he’s working from. not anyone, other than Edie, who's additionally trapped during this unusual world.
And this can be just the start because the statues of London awake…
This is a narrative of statues coming to existence; of a fight among people with souls and people with no; of ways one boy who has been emotionally deserted manages to discover hope.
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Brick colour and dimension is all they've got in universal. the place St. Pancras sweeps the attention into the curve of its facade after which throws it upward to benefit from the exuberance of its peaks and spires, the opposite development stops the attention lifeless with windowless slopes of brick bunkered down in a protective slump, as though looking ahead to whatever nasty from the line in entrance. among it and the huge raceway of Euston highway is an open stone and brick piazza, which feels much less like a excitement spot than a featureless killing floor for the large brick fort squatting on aspects of it. after all, it isn’t rather featureless. there's a immense statue of a heavy-browed guy crouched over a couple of dividers, as though measuring the world—or not less than the few yards in entrance of his ft. And it isn’t really a castle, both. It’s a library. The British Library. you could inform that simply because there's a tall gate and a steel display the place it publicizes itself many times in a frozen cascade of thickening fonts. and there's additionally a sunken circle. The sunken circle has stone benches throughout its inside. at the most sensible rim, there are approximately around boulders. in the event you have been to appear heavily on the boulders you’d see there are crudely carved human figures that seem to be beginning to emerge from them. The descending black fowl took no become aware of of the statue or the stones. It did, in spite of the fact that, fly throughout the gates since it used to be no usual black chook. It used to be a raven, and it selected to fly underneath the arch since it did have, between many stuff rooks didn’t come built with, a feeling of fashion. It banked correct and overflew the sunken circle. The Walker paced from side to side at the curved bench, a skinny roll-up cigarette smoldering within the part of his mouth, eye squinted opposed to the smoke. The Raven sideslipped right down to land on his shoulder. The Walker didn’t examine all stunned that an enormous black fowl had alighted via his ear. The Raven shuffled up nearer. Its beak clacked quietly. The Walker listened. “St. George’s sq., you assert? by means of the river. ” He became decisively. The Raven driven off and hung within the air in entrance of his head, flapping unnaturally slowly, lazily defying all legislation of gravity and a number of other of the final advisory instructions of nature because it did so. The Walker pointed to the rookery of gargoyles on St. Pancras. “Tell him to not fail this time, rain or no rain—or by means of the 1st stone and the chisel that cracked it, I’ll be the only he solutions to. ” excessive above them, the cat-gargoyle with the flaked wing and the corroding waterspout watched the Raven upward thrust towards it. It shook itself in anticipation. It stretched its wings, and whilst it appeared round it observed that every one the opposite gargoyles have been very busy no longer taking a look at it in any respect. again in entrance of the bunker construction, the single signal of the Walker was once a pinched-out dog-end of cigarette smoking a little at the brick flooring of the stone circle. at the different aspect of the Euston highway, a guy strolling down Judd road with earphones on had the unexpected feel that he should still take them off simply because he wouldn’t be ready to pay attention an individual bobbing up at the back of him.