I feel like this book was purposely written for me and only me. Or me and all my friends who randomly say “essence” in a very particular way. This book was also written for all those who do the magic dance with the goblins, who ride Falkor, or for those who search for the Red Bull. This is for the Jim Henson dark era loving adults who’ve been craving more. We have a creator named Bob. He created this movie that is now cult. Involving puppets and a shadow glass and its own world. Unfortunately, in modern times Bob has passed away and his son Jack it is left with his home and various movie memorabilia. Not all of Jack’s memories are as happy as mine are. All Jack wants to do is sell the original puppets and get the money to get himself out of debt. A life that is not to be as the puppets come alive and a war starts. These puppets aren’t stuffed they bleed. They leave slime and they are determined to find the shadow glass. For who controls the shadow glass controls the world. This book was semi perfect. Between a fanboy named Toby (if you know, you Know) and all the action and craziness and how alive storybook worlds become to people; this book with everything it had me living in my feels day after day. I took way too long to read this because I found myself having to go back over parts again and again. I, like the fans of the Shadow Glass, want more adventures. I want to know more lives of these various creatures, their species and their heroes. I was once told by somebody that nobody reads this book but when people find it, they love it. They were right I love it, and you will too.