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The Power of One

This novel follows the journey of an individual as they navigate their path in a complex world, grappling with personal growth and the forces that shape their destiny. more

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Bryce Courtenay
Bryce Courtenay

Bryce Courtenay was an Australian novelist known for his poignant and emotionally charged works. His novels often set in the Australian outback, delve into the complexities of human nature and the resilience of life. more

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“What about the entrance to the cave?" she asked. He snapped his fingers as if he'd forgotten all about it. "Excellent point." Myrnin dragged the largest, heaviest table over, top down, and covered up with it the hole he'd made in the floor. Then he took handfuls of broken glass and mounded it up on all sides. Myrnin artistically sprinkled some more broken glass. "There," Myrnin said, and backed off to the stairs again. "What do you think?" "Fabulous." She sighed. "Brilliant job of camouflage." "Normally, I'd add a corpse," he said, "just to keep people at bay. But that might be good enough.”

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“Sir Gallopad, a pure-white horse with a glossy white mane, had been chosen for Darling specifically for his size and demeanor. He was small, shy, and quiet. He'd never thrown anyone from the saddle, had never bucked or kicked. Riding him could be a chore because he liked to stop and nibble on shrubbery. The Charming Committee on Appropriate Pets had been delighted with Sir Gallopad, confident that the princess would be safe with such a timid creature. And they were thrilled to learn that he possessed the magical ability to change colors, which allowed him to camouflage himself if danger should appear. But what the committee didn't know was that, like Darling, Sir Gallopad also had a secret. He loved to gallop!”

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