With the help of a foul mouthed doll, a shy seven-year-old boy will overcome his greatest fears as he confronts a multiverse rife with bullies and monsters in a battle to find his inner voice.
Like any well-mannered boy, Alex is weak, timid, and unable to say no. At school he is picked on and teased, while outside of school, he is being hunted by child stealing monsters and deranged scientists, intent on reversing the irreversible arrow of time.
In a fable that unravels the threads of the multiverse, young Alex, along with his new best friend forever (a muscle flexing, foul mouthed bully hunter called The Gruff), will discover that the dearest and most impossible enemy is oneself; and in a final showdown, he will either save the existence or he wiil save himself.
Of course monsters are real. Who said otherwise? Was it a grown-up? I bet it was; you can’t believe anything they say; grown-ups conspire against kids - and that’s the truth!
Alex knew monsters were real; he saw them all the time. The first monster he ever saw had to bend in half just to fit inside his bedroom; it had razor blades for fingernails and teeth that were so strong they could gnaw through the side of a mountain. It had spiders for eyes, a scorpion’s tail, and when it smiled, you could see the thousands of children that it had already eaten, stuck in its teeth.
Alex was barely a day old when he saw that monster. It came as soon as the lights were out; sneaking into his room beneath the howling wind and lashing rain. Monsters always came at night; mainly because that was when mums and dads preferred to leave their babies alone.
Mums and dads were funny like that.
This particular monster’s name was Pazuzu, and he introduced himself as a harvest king. He said his father was a God, and that his brother had a much worse temper than he did. Alex didn’t have a brother, but he did have a big sister. Her name was Alexis and she was seven years older than him. She was always seven years older, no matter how hard he tried or how big he got; and she had a temper too.
“Not all monsters are bad,” said the monster, Pazuzu.
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Already translated.
Translated by Denise Quiroga
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