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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Text copyright © 2011 by Caitlin Kittredge

Illustrations copyright © 2011 by Robert Lazzaretti

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Kittredge, Caitlin.

The Iron Thorn / Caitlin Kittredge. — 1st ed.

p. cm.

Summary: In an alternate 1950s, mechanically gifted fifteen-year-old

Aoife Grayson, whose family has a history of going mad at sixteen,

must leave the totalitarian city of Lovecraft and venture into the world

of magic to solve the mystery of her brother’s disappearance and the

mysteries surrounding her father and the Land of Thorn.

eISBN: 978-0-375-89598-2 [1. Fantasy.] I. Title.

PZ7.K67163lr 2011

[Fic]—dc22

2010000972

Random House Children’s Books supports the First Amendment and celebrates the right to read.

v3.1

To Howard Phillips Lovecraft,

who first showed me that strange far place

Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Epigraph

Map

Chapter 1 - The Ashes of the World

Chapter 2 - The School of Engines

Chapter 3 - Heresy and Banishment

Chapter 4 - The Secret in the Ink

Chapter 5 - Nightfall

Chapter 6 - Across the Night Bridge

Chapter 7 - The Berkshire Belle

Chapter 8 - The Shoggoth’s Dream

Chapter 9 - Poison Blood

Chapter 10 - Graystone

Chapter 11 - A Clockwork Heart

Chapter 12 - The Chambermaid’s Tale

Chapter 13 - The Sinister Clock

Chapter 14 - The Iron Bones

Chapter 15 - The Forsaken Tomes

Chapter 16 - The Witch’s Alphabet

Chapter 17 - The Fiery Stars

Chapter 18 - The Dark Place of Dreaming

Chapter 19 - The Mist-Wrought Ring

Chapter 20 - The Mysteries of Thorn

Chapter 21 - The Lily Field

Chapter 22 - The Lore of the Weird

Chapter 23 - The Miskatonic Woods

Chapter 24 - The Graveyard Below

Chapter 25 - The Arcane Payment

Chapter 26 - The Bottomless Room

Chapter 27 - The Enchantment’s End

Chapter 28 - The Cursebreaker

Chapter 29 - The Flight of the Crow

Chapter 30 - The Secret of the Steam

Chapter 31 - An Audience with Draven

Chapter 32 - The Proctor’s Truth

Chapter 33 - Escape from Ravenhouse

Chapter 34 - The City Under the World

Chapter 35 - The Gift of the Ghouls

Chapter 36 - In the Engineworks

Chapter 37 - The Kindly Folk’s Bargain

Chapter 38 - The Iron World

Chapter 39 - The Fate of Graystone

Chapter 40 - The Enemy of Thorn

Acknowledgments

About the Author

The moon is dark,

and the gods dance in the night;

there is terror in the sky,

for upon the moon hath sunk an eclipse

foretold in no books of men.

—H. P. LOVECRAFT

The Ashes of the World

THERE ARE SEVENTEEN madhouses in the city of Lovecraft. I’ve visited all of them.

My mother likes to tell me about her dreams when I visit. She sits in the window of the Cristobel Charitable Asylum and strokes the iron bars covering the glass like they are the strings of a harp. “I went to the lily field last night,” she murmurs.

Her dreams are never dreams. They are always journeys, explorations, excavations of her mad mind, or, if her mood is bleak, ominous portents for me to heed.

The smooth brass gears of my chronometer churned past four-thirty and I put it back in my skirt pocket. Soon the asylum would close to visitors and I could go home. The dark came early in October. It’s not safe for a girl to be out walking on her own, in Hallows’ Eve weather.

I called it that, the sort of days when the sky was the same color as the smoke from the Nephilim Foundry across the river, and you could taste winter on the back

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