Quest for the Spark: Book One: A BONE Companion

A return to the enthralling world of BONE with book one in this gripping spin-off novel trilogy, illustrated in four-color!

Twelve-year-old Tom Elm is just an ordinary turnip farmer from the Valley, but he's always felt destined for something bigger. So when he discovers everyone in his village is asleep and plagued by nightmares, he assembles a band of unlikely heroes. They must fight to preserve the Spark--a divine light born at the core of a vast, dark nothingness called the Nacht. The Nacht is trying to permeate the Waking World with nightmares of the Dreaming, and it's Tom's mission to defeat the Nacht and its most loyal follower, the Constable. If he fails, his family--and everyone--might never wake up again.

Praise for Quest for the Spark, Book One

"A cheery jaunt back through a beloved world." —Booklist

"One of those very rare creatures: a successful graphic series-to-novel translation." —Kirkus Reviews

Praise for the BONE series

Named one of the top ten graphic novels of all time by Time

"Spectacular." — Spin magazine

"One of the best kids' comics ever." — VIBE magazine

"Jeff Smith's BONE series...is a true accomplishment. Not only is it a terrific graphic-novel series, but it's a superb example of storytelling." — School Library Journal

"BONE is storytelling at its best, full of endearing, flawed characters whose adventures run the gamut from hilarious whimsy to thrilling drama." — Entertainment Weekly

Tom Sniegoski is the NEW YORK TIMES bestselling author of more than two dozen novels, including The Fallen, a teen fantasy quartet. He lives in Massachusetts with his wife and their French bulldog puppy. Visit him online at www.sniegoski.com.
Jeff Smith is the creator of the award-winning, New York Times bestselling BONE series. He was born and raised in the American Midwest and learned about cartooning from comic strips, comic books, and TV animation. Visit him online at boneville.com.

From Bone: Quest for the Spark Book One

There's nothing worse than starting a day off with the gitchy feeling, Gran'ma Ben thought, throwing back the covers and pulling on her robe against the chill that filled her bedroom. It was an omen of bad things to come. She could spend the whole day just waiting for something to happen, and it always did. The gitchy feeling was never wrong.

And this time, Gran'ma didn't have long to wait.

She stood in front of the window in the royal castle, the damp wind tousling her white hair, and took note of the heavy sky. That was when she heard the scream, high pitched and filled with fear.

Gran'ma Ben tore from her room out into the castle hallway, eyes squinting through the early morning dimness as she searched for the source of such a horrible sound. The scream came again, and she found herself growing afraid as she ran toward it, for the scream was coming from the royal bedchamber.

From Queen Thorn's room.