Mister Monday

Sometimes it is easier to see the light when you stand partly in the darkness.

Charity is a very labour-intensive virtue.

Clearly the Old One had the capacity to kill - or easily deliver some sort of final ending that sounded remarkably like death.

Don't look, part of his mind said. If you don't see trouble, it doesn't exist. But it does, thought Arthur, fighting down the fear. Keep breathing slowly. You have to confront your fears. Deal with them.

Who can I trust?” Arthur blurted out. “Those who wish you well,” said the Old One. “Not those who wish to use you well. Be a player, not a pawn

Keys to the Kingdom Mister Monday Garth Nix BOOK ONE

Midnight Visitors,’ whispered Suzy fearfully. ‘With nightmare-whips and night-gloves.