Authors | Garth Nix
Garth Nix writes:
I was born in 1963, in the Australian city of Melbourne. There were no really strange portents at my birth, apart from a brass band playing outside the window. Admittedly they were playing backwards and there were seven ravens circling above the band. But apart from that, nothing.
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"Do you ever wonder about the nature of the world, Mister Fitz?" asked the foremost of the two riders, raising the three-barred visor of his helmet so that his words might more clearly cross the several feet of space that separated him from his companion, who rode not quite at his side.
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"The seven rings of Syrene shine
Like glowing disks in a nazdra mine
Burning brighter than fusion fire . . ."
"How long is this bullshit going to last?" Assault Sergeant Gillies whispered to his neighbour, Base Sergeant Major Traut.
"Long as it wants to," Traut muttered back. "It"s the CG's poem. Lukas is just reading it."
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