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“At every step the prospect ahead grew more enchanting with added detail of crenellated crags and lichen-patterned stone. Now a mountain laurel glossy above the dogwood's dusty silver leaves, now a dark slit between two rocks where maidenhair fern trembled like green lace.”

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Picnic at Hanging Rock

Picnic at Hanging Rock is a classic Australian novel that delves into the enigmatic disappearance of a group of schoolgirls during a picnic at a remote location. The story, set in the early 1900s, explores themes of mystery, fate, and the unknown, leaving readers pondering the fate of the missing girls. more

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Joan Lindsay
Joan Lindsay

Joan Lindsay was an Australian author best known for her novel 'Picnic at Hanging Rock', which has become a classic of Australian literature since its publication in 1967. The novel, known for its mysterious atmosphere and portrayal of rural Australia, has had a profound impact on Australian literature. more

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