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Metafur

LONG AGO, WHEN the world was just as unfair as it is today, villagers gathered at nights and told...

Black swan event

THE FIRST THING Dawn heard every morning was her brother stretching his wing. The soft whooping travelled down the...

Three bunyips

MY FIRST ENCOUNTER with a bunyip was in a School Paper, the monthly supplement to the Victorian School Readers:...

Told in the bush

'THAT'S A GENUINELY rare book you have there,' said the second-hand book dealer. 'I've never seen it before.''It came...

The ghost river

When he was about to begin the river story Moses would stamp at the ground with the heel of his boot and call out to the birds in the trees, 'listen hard now'. He'd clap his hands together a couple of times, make a clicking noise with his tongue and the birds would lift off from the trees in the distance and move a little closer, to the wattles lining the riverbank. 'Back in the old time, before the humans,' he would begin, 'this girl, the river, she didn't stop her life where she does now, at the mouth at bay there. There is no bay in the time I'm talking with.'

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