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290 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 4, 2021
Gums, bloodwoods, ashes, apples, oaks and Lilly Pillies fell slapping the ground as the lights raged on. There is nothing as loud as an ancient tree falling onto the land. You can hear its weight as it drops, feel the grass suck up the collision and taste its history leaving its roots. (31)
“Wait! What if I fail? What if Alinta wins?”
Illuka returned to Omeo’s side. “Then she wins,” he said. “And the trees will be black and burnt, the grass scorched and sore, and the animals lost and weary. But there will always be a tomorrow. And what is hurt, whether it is a gum, a fern, a bloodwood or a critter, it will heal.” (252)