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From of the simplest editors operating this present day, those are the legends of Australian delusion - 11 of Australia's best-loved and most generally learn writers. accrued jointly by means of both mythical editors Jack Dann and Jonathan Strahan to supply a completely unique compilation.

Celebrate the legends of Australian fable. striking voices… notable worlds.

Come to Erith, to a faerie story with a sting, or to Obernewtyn, lengthy sooner than the Seeker was once born.
Revisit a gloomy pocket of background for the Magician's Guild or get stuck up within the confusion of an eternally 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 grotesque, and it's difficult to proportion the terror of a lady 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 excellent stories carry us to demonic future and an alternative WWII. those 11 brief novels will take you on notable new trips with favorite characters from the worlds you recognize and love…

Contents:
Introduction: Homegrown Legends by way of Jonathan Strahan and Jack Dann
To carry the Bridge: An previous nation Story by way of Garth Nix
The Mad Apprentice: A Black Magician Story through 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 through Kim Wilkins
The Spark (A Romance in 4 Acts): A story of the Change through Sean Williams
The Corsers’ Hinge: A Lamplighter Tale by way of D. M. Cornish
Tribute to Hell: A story of the contaminated Realm by way of Ian Irvine
A Captain of the Gate through John Birmingham
The Magic Word through Jennifer Fallon
The Enchanted: A story of Erith by way of Cecilia Dart-Thornton

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