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Avast (Into the Dust, #2) Ren Cummins

Avast (Into the Dust, #2)

Ren Cummins

Published 2012
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Kindle Edition
32 pages
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Life in Uphoria is a grand thing - where your deepest wish can often come true, and where all manner of the fantastic can be a real as anything you might have ever imagined.So it is for Four Eyed Robert, Captain of the Monkeys Duffle. As the CaptainMoreLife in Uphoria is a grand thing - where your deepest wish can often come true, and where all manner of the fantastic can be a real as anything you might have ever imagined.So it is for Four Eyed Robert, Captain of the Monkeys Duffle. As the Captain of one of the dreaded pirate ships that sail upon Uphorias sea, he leads his cruel - but oddly disciplined - band of thieves on one adventure after another, pillaging and ravaging the land.But strange memories cross through the unusually conscientious Captain, images that seem to fly in the face of reason and logic. These distractions keep him cautious of the world around him, and eventually force him to make a choice between the world he lives in and the one he only distantly recalls.From Ren Cummins, author of the young adult Steampunk series Chronicles of Aesirium, and Kiri Callaghan, author of Funeral Potatoes, come this series of childhood dreams, adult remorse and all the fantastic adventures which lie between.Avast is the second story in the Into the Dust series, drawing the readers further into the world of Uphoria, and continuing the adventure of a thousand life times.Sample:Distorted memories of his childhood passed his thoughts- the insistence and enforced premise that pirates were evil, that they stood in rank defiance to the laws and order which kept society moving, that piracy of all manner was wrong. He had to admit that statements like that made his blood boil furiously. Who are they to say I am evil? Do not some laws require by their nature an act of defiance?But who says such things? The church, he answered himself, and the government. He spat on the floor, as if trying to purge a sudden bitterness from his mouth. Well, I don’t fear the government or the church. They should fear --A woman’s scream two buildings away cut through his musings like a gunshot. He ran in pursuit of the sound, even as he could hear voices stirring in the buildings around him.Ahead of him stood one of the town’s three pubs, its door slightly ajar. It’s Gadrick, he realized, knowing full well that Gadrick always positioned himself to claim the rum on their inland forays. Damn fool is going to get us killed.