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The Last Stop
Drim and Regis think life in a country ruled by an insane, father murdering king had reached deplorable levels, and then they know it has when they attract enough attention for the king to ask favors.
Eyes welcomed the chance to finally escape the colony ship that had been the Protectors home for centuries, but he didn't plan on being dumped off like a criminal thinks to the outcome of a long fought power struggle he'd got distracted from.
One-Who-Pushes-Buttons-Quickly of the Blue Line Hive couldn't believe his luck. One random find propelled him from his Water Node on Sol 3 to taking part in a mission to absorb the remaining examples of mankind and lay the foundation for a new refueling station.
None knew it would be The Last Stop for each of their cultures.
Eyes welcomed the chance to finally escape the colony ship that had been the Protectors home for centuries, but he didn't plan on being dumped off like a criminal thinks to the outcome of a long fought power struggle he'd got distracted from.
One-Who-Pushes-Buttons-Quickly of the Blue Line Hive couldn't believe his luck. One random find propelled him from his Water Node on Sol 3 to taking part in a mission to absorb the remaining examples of mankind and lay the foundation for a new refueling station.
None knew it would be The Last Stop for each of their cultures.
290 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 1, 2012
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Jeremiah Donaldson
49 books72 followersJeremiah Donaldson is a science fiction/horror writer, editor, game designer, free thinker, corporate slave, and overly blunt asshole that grew up in rural Kentucky and lived in Florida for 13 years before moving back in 2008.
When he's not working...whatever, he always works, let's start that over. When he's not playing his part as a cog in the machine for the specified number of hours per week, or doing housework, or planting fruit trees in preparation for the climatic meltdown we're forcing upon the planet, he strings together words for peoples' enjoyment.
When he's not working...whatever, he always works, let's start that over. When he's not playing his part as a cog in the machine for the specified number of hours per week, or doing housework, or planting fruit trees in preparation for the climatic meltdown we're forcing upon the planet, he strings together words for peoples' enjoyment.
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