Geth and the Deception of Dreams

Geth and the Deception of Dreams

by Obert Skye


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Join Geth and Clover for their most perilous adventure yet!

Now that Geth and Clover have found Zale, Geth's long-lost brother, and escaped from Pencilbottom Castle, things should be looking up. But they aren't. The evil Payt is more furious than ever, and his quest to recapture the lithens and enslave all the dreams trapped in Zendor is wreaking destruction and chaos at every turn. Can Geth rally the last remaining forces to fight for their freedom, or will he succumb to Payt's voice along with the rest? Join your favorite characters for a gripping adventure that will keep you on the run! 

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781609088965
Publisher: Shadow Mountain Publishing
Publication date: 10/05/2012
Series: Beyond Foo Series , #2
Pages: 240
Product dimensions: 7.00(w) x 5.00(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range: 9 - 18 Years

About the Author

Obert Skye is the bestselling author of the Leven Thumps and Pillagy series. He is also the author of the comic novels, The Creature from My Closet. Obert lives in a constant state of wonder. He has a keen sense of smell and is the owner of a great deal of curiosity. For further information about Obert’s current whereabouts or state of mind, visit

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The blackness cinched up its belt and forced the breath out of Geth and Clover like a pair of tight pants after a large dinner. Clover breathed out quickly through his small nose and then let air slowly seep back into his lungs. “It’s so dark,” he whispered. “I can barely breathe. Listen.” He breathed a few deep, labored breaths to prove his point.

“You’re fine,” Geth insisted. “Besides, dark has nothing to do with the oxygen levels.”

“Tell that to my lungs,” Clover argued.

Geth held his unconscious brother, Zale, in his arms like he was some sort of spineless bride. His brother was still unconscious from the hit Geth had administered when they left the castle minutes ago. Zale’s body was small and light, the years he had spent sitting alone in prison having left him with the physique of a bony rag doll. His long, black beard was one of the weightier parts of his body. Geth shifted Zale up over his right shoulder.

“Ouch!” Clover wailed. “Your brother’s limp arm slapped me.”

“Blame him when he comes to,” Geth said. “But for now, be quiet.”

“I didn’t ask to be hit,” Clover pointed out.

“Quiet,” Geth repeated. “There are things out here that can hit much harder than that.”

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