Fictional airships: Mortal Engines quartet, A Darkling Plain, List of Mortal Engines Quartet characters, Hester Shaw, Traction City, Lost Boys

Please note that the content of this book primarily consists of articles available from Wikipedia or other free sources online. Pages: 37. Chapters: Mortal Engines quartet, A Darkling Plain, List of Mortal Engines Quartet characters, Hester Shaw, Traction City, Lost Boys, Wren Natsworthy, Predator's Gold, Anchorage-in-Vineland, Infernal Devices, Stalker, Shrike, Hyperion airship, Thaddeus Valentine, Skybreaker, Anti-Traction League, Municipal Darwinism, Sixty Minute War, Cruwys Morchard, Green Storm, London, Chitty Bang Bang, Oenone Zero, Anna Fang, Fever Crumb, Theo Ngoni, Nimrod Pennyroyal, A Web of Air, Jenny Haniver, Traktionstadtsgesellschaft, Magnus Crome, Nicholas Quirke. Excerpt: A Darkling Plain is the fourth and final novel in the Mortal Engines Quartet series written by author Philip Reeve. The novel won the 2006 Guardian Award and the 2007 Los Angeles Times Book Prize for Young Adult Fiction. The book is set six months after Infernal Devices. Wren Natsworthy and her father Tom Natsworthy have taken to the skies in their airship, the Jenny Haniver. After the apparent death of the Stalker Fang at the end of Infernal Devices, General Naga has seized command of the Green Storm and has signed a peace treaty between the Green Storm and the Traktionstadtsgesellschaft, ushering in a new era of peace and trade. Whilst Wren is enjoying life as an aviator, Tom misses Hester, and has been informed by a doctor that his weak heart means he only has a few years left to live. The Lost Boy, Fishcake, is secretly repairing the Stalker Fang, coming to regard her as the mother he never had. Theo Ngoni has returned to Zagwa and rejoined his family. The title is derived from Matthew Arnold's poem Dover Beach. This excerpt of the poem appears at the beginning of the book: Ah, love, let us be trueTo one another! for the world, which seemsTo lie before us like a land of dreams,So various, so beautiful so new,Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,Nor certitude, nor pea...