This is the prologue for a book I have spent the last two years writing and editing and it is now available in ebook form for less than a buck from a variety of sites. Details are here: http://www.clockworkhare.com/2011/1.....available.html

This is a direct Amazon link if you have a Kindle! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0061SNM9G

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PREVIEW:

It was dark-- the dead of night-- and would have been darker if not for the gas lamps that brightened irregular patches of earth and grass and tall buildings. One or two men in uniform walked about, their ears pricked and their green reptilian skin dappled by the lanterns. They did not notice the figure lurking through the shadows.

Sparktender crept by, pressed up against a wall that turned into a gate. He was moving slowly and methodically, taking pains to stay out of the light and not give himself away.

His imagination was not making it easy. Fragments of memories from his past pushed themselves to the front of his mind, but he shoved them away and forced himself to focus on the task at hand, using his own movement as a mantra. Slowly... slowly...

Snap.

A twig underfoot. Sparktender froze midstep, watching helplessly as a nearby guard turned and looked straight into the shadows where he was hiding...