John Wyeth was a successful man. At nineteen, he graduated at the top of his class at a respected university. By the age of twenty-two, he had survived three brutal years of warfare, serving as commanding officer for a behind-the-lines reconnaissance platoon. Now at thirty-one, he was the Senior Project Leader for the super secret think tank NATech, and he was very good at what he did. Everyone knew and no one doubted that within a few years he would be the Director. And then he was killed. Sort of. When John "woke up", things were different. Instead of his excellent physical condition, he was caught in a Healer s Sleep that robbed him of all voluntary movement and all his senses except hearing. Instead of being a respected leader in an organization for good, he was the dependent refugee of an outlawed resistance, one the world government wanted to destroy. Instead of being in the early 21st Century, he was now in the late 27th Century.
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1 . Garbage...
Posted January 26, 2013 by David , Seattle...suited for a none-too-bright 9 year old. Seriously, if you're going to write children's literature, please notate it as such so the rest of us don't discover that's what we've bought.
2 . Good read
Posted September 08, 2009 by Joe , MinneapolisThis was the first book by this author that I've read. I thought he did a great job setting up the story and keeping the suspense at the right level. I think the twist on the main character was very interesting and told from a very believable point of view. If I had any complaint about the book, it would be the odd references to certain religious beliefs. They didn't seem to fit the story and seemed to be more the authors point of view than something that added to the story. All in all a good read and I will continue with book two!
Double Dragon Publishing
October 13, 2005
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Excerpt from Shards: Book One by Peter Prellwitz
"Come on. You can wake up, now." The voice was both soothing and gruff at the same time. And quietly persistent. "There's no need to stay asleep. Open your eyes." I tried to, but couldn't quite. It was more than a little distressing; opening your eyes isn't the same as operating heavy machinery
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but it may as well have been. I felt terribly weak and disoriented. I tried harder to wake up, but couldn't quite. A large, heavy, comfortable hand rested on my shoulder. Judging by the size, he must have been over seven feet tall. At least it matched his voice, soothing though it was.
"No, no, don't strain. I suppose it's not quite time after all. You'll awake when your mind and body are ready." He paused, then spoke again, as though to someone else. "Notation: Patient is in final stages of Healer's Sleep and is conscious. Orientation will be postponed until further examination in the morning." I felt him gently take my hand in his. Bedside manner is all well and good, and despite a voice that belonged to construction foreman, his was reassuring. But this was a little much. I tried again to open my eyes. It seemed as though my mind wanted to wake up, but my body didn't. I'd never had an experience like this before. He sensed my struggle