In a serene suburb nestled on the outskirts of Sydney, residents stumbled upon an enigma that turned their world upside down—quite literally. Tucked away in a quaint local park, a trampoline with an ethereal glow beckoned the adventurous at heart. The neighbourhood buzzed with tales of this extraordinary find. It wasn’t long before a group …
In the bustling, creative heart of Melbourne, a space where art meets the essence of daily living is born from the vision of a renowned Australian artist. This visionary, known for her ability to weave the vibrancy of Australian landscapes into her work, embarked on an ambitious project: transforming her home’s ensuite bathroom into a …
In the bustling heart of Melbourne, amidst the concrete jungle and the relentless pace of city life, I’ve carved out a role for myself that’s as mysterious to others as it is fulfilling to me. They call me “The Orchard Keeper,” a moniker that’s both a badge of honour and a cloak of anonymity. My …
Last Tuesday was the most stressful day of my entire life. I had tickets to see my favourite band in existence. I had been waiting fifteen years to get the opportunity and finally it was time. I was adamant that I had to be one of the first people to get to the stadium. There …
‘You got the stuff?’ I asked the man in the trench coat. He had his back to me, silhouetted by the neon-drenched reflections in the rain-soaked alley. ‘You’re late,’ came his gravelly reply. ‘Traffic, y’know,’ I shrugged nonchalantly. ‘You drive?’ he asked, turning slightly, face still obscured by a wide-brim hat. ‘Nah, not much,’ I …
‘How is it possible that you’ve managed to break every tile in this room?’ I asked my apprentice with a deep sigh. ‘There were only ten or so in here!’ he protested. ‘Yes, and now they’re all broken,’ I growled. ‘Why is that hard to—never mind,’ I took a calming breath. ‘You’re learning. This is …
Lorenzo hadn’t always been friends with Gideon. In fact, they had once been mortal enemies. It was back in the surface days, when Lorenzo had been a simple tattoo artist. Those were the days, when he’d travelled the world as a wanderer, taking up work at whatever tattoo shop would have him. He’d display his …
A lot of you have responded to my blog post about my mother’s disease. Some of you have experienced the same thing and wanted to tell me about your own experiences and some of you wanted to reach out and let me know that you’re here for me whenever I need you. Thank you. Your …
The Writhing Viper was the hottest tavern in New Melbourne that nobody knew about. That was what she liked about it – she could head there at noon and have a whole table to herself. It got just enough business that the place would likely never shut down, but not enough to make it crowded. …
‘Are we really doing this?’ I whispered to my husband excitedly. He squeezed my arm with a grin, and we both turned as a car pulled into the unpaved driveway. ‘What do you think?’ the real estate agent called out to us, his teeth blindingly white even from this distance. ‘Pretty special location, no?’ ‘It’s …