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Inquisitive twelve-year-old Alexa Daley is spending another summer in the walled town of Bridewell. This year, she is set on solving the mystery of what lies beyond the walls. Legend says the walls were built to keep out an unnamed evil that lurks in the forests and The Dark Hills. But what exactly is it that the townspeople are so afraid of?
As Alexa begins to unravel the truth, pushing beyond the protective barrier shes lived behind all her life, she discovers a strange and ancient enchantment -- and exposes a danger that could destroy everything she holds dear.
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I would like to acknowledge the following individuals and organizations for their contributions to this work:
Jeremy Gonzalez, Jeffrey Townsend, and Squire Broel. Without them this book would still be in a box in my closet.
The fine folks at Book & Game Company in Walla Walla, Washington; Third Place Books in Seattle, Washington; and Barnes & Noble in Kennewick, Washington. Your passion for the work was the spark that got things moving.
Brad Weinman for his epic cover illustration that caught the attention of so many.
Kathy Gonzalez and Matt McKern, a couple of hardworking, talented people without whom this book would not have seen the light of day.
Peter Rubie, a cool cat and a great agent. Thank you for your tireless work in bringing this book to market.
David Levithan. If you're lucky enough to find an editor with as much heart and talent as David, you have done well.
Gene Smith for finding, reading, and championing the book.
And Craig Walker, for whom I hold the deepest respect and admiration.
ALEXA DALEY
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offense.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That wants it down.
"Mending Wall," ROBERT FROST
"Stop that chattering or we'll have to go back and sit by the fire," said my companion. He removed his large, thick cape and draped it over my shoulders. I had to hold it up to keep it from dragging on the street, but it felt good, and my last few shivers quietly subsided.
The sun had set, and the lamps glowed above the streets with sharp yellow spears, one every twenty feet on both sides along our way. Illuminated by the soft light, the cobblestone paths made for a dreamy stroll. As we rounded each new corner we were greeted by another twisting row of lamps, houses, and small storefronts. Some of the doors were painted bright blue or purple, but the houses themselves, crammed tightly together, were all whitewashed stone.
We walked together, not saying a word. The town was quiet except for the occasional distant hoot of a perching night owl atop the wall as it searched for rats and other vermin. Down at the end of a darkened footpath we arrived at a locked iron gate. He produced a golden key from his pocket and drew it to a small oval container hanging from a chain around his neck a locket I had seen many times. I watched as he opened the container and removed another key. He was our leader,
He disappeared into the darkness, calling me to follow quietly. I groped for his hand, which he took in his, and we walked farther, his cape now dragging behind me. He stopped, took my hand out of his, opened it full, and pulled it forward until I felt the smooth surface of rock still warm from the day's cooking. Reaching as high as I could, I felt a seam and then more rock.
"It's the wall," he said. "I thought you might enjoy touching it." Except for his breathing, I heard nothing. After a while, he continued. "I spent my youth building this wall to keep dangerous things away. I sometimes wonder now if I've kept them inside."
"Why would you say that?" I could make out his features as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. He was deep in thought, staring at the wall as he moved his delicate fingers across the seam. Lines ran all along his weathered face, and the hair from his head and beard tangled together into a fluffy, white mass.
"I tell you what, Alexa -- why don't we sit a spell and I'll tell you a tale. We need to stay low or old Kotcher will get his dogs to come looking for a nibble."
He had a reputation for conjuring up frightening tales
going to tell?" I asked.
"Actually, it's more of a fable. I heard it a long time
ago, during my travels, before all this." He swept his hand in front of him, a far-off look in his eye. "Most
people don't know how much I traveled when I was young. I walked for miles and miles in every direction for months on end, all alone.
"But Renny and then Nicolas came along, and I grew
more and more protective. I had terrible fears of being away from them, so I stayed closer to home. Before long I was building these walls to protect my family and everyone else."
Both of us were sitting now, and he looked me in the eye as he continued. "You remember one thing, Alexa. If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel good about when you're an old relic like me." He paused, either for effect or because he had forgotten what he was going to say next -- I wasn't
sure which. Then he resumed.
"When I was on one of my far-off journeys, I heard
this fable. I liked it so much I memorized it." And then he told it to me, and it went like this:
Might satisfy his mind.
The First approached the Elephant, And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side, At once began to bawl:
"God bless me! But the Elephant Is very like a wall!"
The Second, feeling of the tusk, Cried, "Ho! What have we here?
So very round and smooth and sharp? To me 'tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!"
The Third approached the animal, And happening to take
"I see," said he, "the Elephant
Is very like a snake!"
The Fourth reached out an eager hand, And felt about the knee.
"What most this wondrous beast is like
"Tis clear enough the Elephant Is very like a tree."
The Fifth who chanced to touch the ear, Said: "Even the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most; Deny the fact who can,
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!"
The Sixth no sooner had begun About the beast to grope,
Then, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope,
"I see," said he, "the Elephant Is very like a rope!"
And so these men of Indostan Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right And all were in the wrong.
"Not bad for an absentminded old man," he said. "Stop being so gloomy. I think you've got a fine memory."
He mumbled something else about "them being right
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