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    Lies of the Old World
    Lies of the Old World
    Lies of the Old World
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    Lies of the Old World

    By Brett P. S.

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    Dianne coughed up a puff of sand as streams fell across her jacket from the hole above. What started as a trek through the wastes had ended down a sink hole and into a dark labyrinth filled with the ghosts of forgotten days. Met with artifacts from before the Blood Order, Dianne pieced together a history she'd been told didn't exist.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrett P. S.
    Release dateFeb 16, 2017
    ISBN9781370013296
    Lies of the Old World
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    Brett P. S.

    Brett Sawyer (1986), born in Old Saybrook, Connecticut, is an indie author who writes short stories & novellas, from science fiction to heroes. He graduated from Eastern Illinois University in 2015 with a Bachelor’s in education and currently teaches game design at Lake Land College.Short Change arrived at retailers in November of 2014, the start of a hero series where ordinary people gained powers over oddly specific domains, following the story of a shorter than average hero who can telekinetically manipulate small units of currency.Short Change is free on “smashwords.com/profile/view/BrettPS” and Barnes & Noble along with other samples and short fiction.Brett’s popular releases in science fiction include “Dark Station” and “Tales from the Colony: An Interstellar Saga.” Dark Station is a deep space thriller set aboard an abandoned orbital science station where Ben Gebbley and his crew secretly investigate the disappearance of the original staff before others come to claim the lost assets.

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      Lies of the Old World - Brett P. S.

      Table of Contents

      CHAPTER 1

      CHAPTER 2

      CHAPTER 3

      CHAPTER 4

      Chapter 1

      Into the Chasm

      Dianne coughed up a puff of sand as streams fell across her jacket from the hole above.  Rays of evening sunlight leaked through the split open sinkhole, casting a soft glow that barely reached her.  Dianne lay on her back, curled from the heaving smack of her body hitting hard sandstone.  She cradled her arm, lurching to sit up with increasing success.

      Remind me to watch my step next time, she said.  Oh right.  I’m talking to myself.

      She pushed herself up to a sitting position, wincing from the abrupt jerking movement.  She inspected her arms, running her fingers up and down the lengths of her forearm.  She pressed down at certain points to check

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