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The time war keeps rolling on and Jon is unable to get a controlling handle on the Juggernaut. Jon, with Tank by his side, has infiltrated the Claxeon Citadel, home of the Brother-Sisterhood of Time. There he hopes to learn some clue, some scrap of information that will set him in the direction to find the Soul of Time. But finding Time is not enough. He must reunite Time with itself. This mind-boggling assignment is made all that much worse knowing thar Time does not want to be whole again. Unbeknownst to Jon, a dark and unstoppable order of assassin inquisitors guards the citadel. The Council of Seven, as they are known, has never been bested. They have maintained the citadel's purity for thousands of years. All of Jon and Tank's hard work may, in the end, turn out to be a death sentence. If the cruse of the assassins were not enough, the time maker is still out there somewhere, determined to no-time Jon and his stolen time ship, Aramthella. The time maker's mental breakdown is accelerated by his fear after meeting a demon from a globular cluster. His flight of insanity takes him farther and farther from Jon and his team. In an infinite universe, the chances of finding their enemy shrink for our heroes with each passing moment. And even if Jon defies all statics and logic and actually finds the Soul of Time, can he learn anything useful to reanimate Earth? The only guarantees Jon seems to have are those of increasing peril and worsening odds against him. Sachiko faces her greatest challenge. Her was her rock, her guiding star, Tank, is gone, helping Jon at the citadel. Can she grow into her role as captain of the most powerful ship in the galaxy? With a background in neither leadership nor combat, what realistic chance does she stand of success? Join Jon and his crew as hope slips away and the only thing they can rely on is each other. If the citadel assassins do their job, or if Time's confusing aid proves unhelpful, will Jon fail in his most critical mission ever? For a man who has never known defeat, is this the time his luck runs out? Follow along as we race toward the epic conclusion of Time Wars Last Forever in Finding Time, Book 5.

Time is literally running out for Jon and his team. He is armed with only a vague set of instructions from Time as to how the Earth can be resurrected. The worst part is there is no way to know if such a miracle can even be achieved. Time told Jon specifically that what he was attempting had never been done. Then again, that type of dire warning has never discouraged Jon in the past. The dude's practically worryproof.The odds against humankind could not be longer. The clan's leader, the time maker, is still avoiding a confrontation with Sachiko's powerful time ship, Aramthella. And the sociopathic security forces of the Brother-Sisterhood of Time are unrelenting in their pursuit of Jon and his crew. They are able to come at him from the past, present, and future. Not only that, but the inquisitors have a technology that allows them to return to an earlier time in their own lives. So even if Jon kills them, they will never stay dead. How can he dream of defeating them?Working with the alien creature Plesmus, Jon must forge a set of markers to function as a framework for Earth to be reanimated. But there are no precedents or blueprints available to guide him. Jon must achieve the impossible entirely on his own, yet again. How many times can he go to that well and have the good fortune of drawing water? His luck is bound to run out sooner or later. May it'll be today...Join Jon Ryan as the adventure of Time Wars Last Forever draws to its tumultuous conclusion. Spoiler alert: You'll likely fall off the edge of your seat, so be ready

Buckley’s Hope is based on the true story of a young English convict named William Buckley who, on Boxing Day 1803, escaped from an abortive first settlement in Victoria, Australia, and then survived in the wilderness for 32 years, after he was adopted and helped by local Aboriginal tribes. In 1835, Buckley emerged with his tribal friends to meet Melbourne’s founders, and quickly became an important guide and interpreter in the crucial first years of the European conquest of the Port Phillip region. Suddenly, trapped in the rapidly ensuing conflict between two vastly different societies, Buckley found himself mistrusted by his former black friends and by his white compatriots. He was so harshly reviled that his reputation has suffered to this day. With great sensitivity, and based on meticulous research, Craig Robertson has re-created the fateful encounter between Australia’s ‘wild white man’ and the original inhabitants of the Australian continent. Remarkably, through Buckley’s eyes we can see how much was at stake and how much was lost when two worlds collided.

‘I’ve got things I can’t recall Like the colours of my bedroom wall Oh, I can’t decide if I Want to know these things or why They bother me and tantalise me so’ — from ‘I’ve Left Memories Behind’ In the mid-1990s, the Village Voice described Chris Knox as ‘indie rock’s premier oddball singer songwriter’ and, when Knox suffered a stroke a decade later, music icons such as Yo La Tengo, Bill Callahan, Neil Finn and Shayne Carter all showed up for concerts and a tribute album. Who is this epileptic, opinionated, shorts-and-jandals-wearing, endlessly creative musician and artist from New Zealand? This is his story – from a childhood in ‘flat, rectangular and boring’ Invercargill to years of creative experimentation in Dunedin to family life in Auckland; from The Enemy’s first gig at Dunedin’s Beneficiaries Hall to Toy Love’s tour of Australia and on to Tall Dwarfs’ escapades around the globe; from tape loops and crashing cutlery recorded on a TEAC 4-track to the biting satire of Jesus on a Stick comics and Listener opinion pieces; and from home-recorded LPs delivered by hand to the ubiquitous voice on ads for Vogels and Heineken. Chris Knox: Not Given Lightly tells the story of one extraordinarily creative man’s journey from the obscurity of punk rock to the heart of New Zealand culture. ‘Then again, all the time, every minute, neverending, unrelenting, all around us, without pausing, endless endless, all-pervading, movement motion, this way that way, ticktock, freefall, love love, kiss kiss, make do be is was I me b c d e f g h I think nothing’s going to happen.’ — from ‘Nothing’s Going to Happen’