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    The Far Reaching Darkness
    The Far Reaching Darkness
    The Far Reaching Darkness
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    The Far Reaching Darkness

    By Matt Schmitz

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    A jaded man, bored with an unfulfilled life, watches as the world is erased before his eyes by an unknown force. It pulls him into the void where he experiences a surreal and visionary journey. Will he be prepared for his unexpected fate? Get ready for an incredible psychedelic and metaphysical science fiction story...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMatt Schmitz
    Release dateFeb 8, 2016
    ISBN9781311043337
    The Far Reaching Darkness
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    Matt Schmitz

    Matt Schmitz is creative individual in multiple capacities based out of Wisconsin. He fronts a heavy psychedelic rock band called Sleestak, writes for several blogs including his own - Altrusian Grace, and is also a visual artist. While being somewhat prolific, most recently he has entered the fields of writing fiction as well as doing voiceover work.

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      The Far Reaching Darkness - Matt Schmitz

      THE FAR REACHING DARKNESS

      By Matt Schmitz

      Copyright 2016 Matt Schmitz

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