From of the simplest editors operating at the present time, those are the legends of Australian myth - 11 of Australia's best-loved and most generally learn writers. collected jointly by way of both mythical editors Jack Dann and Jonathan Strahan to supply a completely unique compilation.
Celebrate the legends of Australian fable. impressive voices… impressive worlds.
Come to Erith, to a faerie story with a sting, or to Obernewtyn, lengthy ahead of the Seeker was once born.
Revisit a gloomy pocket of heritage for the Magician's Guild or get stuck up within the confusion of an perpetually repeating day within the Citadel.
Cross the wall, the place constitution magic is all that lies among you and death.
A journey with a graverobber will be ugly, and it's tough to proportion the phobia of a girl who needs to kill her husband if her baby is to rule…
A mysterious story performs out in Sevenwaters.
Catch up with Ros and Adi as they arrange for the best swap of all.
Other twists in those remarkable stories convey us to demonic future and an alternative WWII. those 11 brief novels will take you on striking new trips with favorite characters from the worlds you recognize and love…
• Introduction: Homegrown Legends via Jonathan Strahan and Jack Dann
• To carry the Bridge: An previous nation Story via Garth Nix
• The Mad Apprentice: A Black Magician Story by way of Trudi Canavan
• ’Twixt Firelight and Water: A story of Sevenwaters through Juliet Marillier
• The darkish street: An Obernewtyn Story through Isobelle Carmody
• Crown of Rowan: A story of Thyrsland via Kim Wilkins
• The Spark (A Romance in 4 Acts): A story of the Change via Sean Williams
• The Corsers’ Hinge: A Lamplighter Tale by way of D. M. Cornish
• Tribute to Hell: A story of the contaminated Realm via Ian Irvine
• A Captain of the Gate through John Birmingham
• The Magic Word via Jennifer Fallon
• The Enchanted: A story of Erith via Cecilia Dart-Thornton
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