By Brett J Cole Once, but also perhaps on a day yet to come - for stories such as this are held in people's hearts, not held in time - there was a king. He proclaimed himself to be a great king, and there were many too fearful to argue,
by Mel King Cerisse pressed her hands over her ears as the first alarm of the day echoed through the station, the shrieking ghost of a Stuka Siren almost three centuries since the last one was decommissioned. 494 hz rose to 587 hz and fell again; dirty, low frequencies that
Congratulations to everyone that came along to 94.7 the Pulse's Smooth Talkers event. What an amazing night! Thank you so much to Georgia Kostadinoff and everyone at the Pulse for putting on an incredible night for Geelong Cereal. Far out guys, we really put it on for
By Martin Smith There was once a tubby young tadpole called Laddy Taddy. He lived with his parents in the poorest, murkiest part of a large pond; indeed, they dwelt right under the outlet of a huge pipe that spewed industrial waste into the pond all day and all night.
By Elyse Harrison Previous Episodes It was nearing the end of the school year, on a Friday evening, that the final year formal came around. The examination period was over and the air around the schoolyard held a sense of finality and hinted at the conclusion of an era. Clara
Previous Episodes by Steve Gray Hello, Are You Open? Continued Bijay and Leonard went to the crepe shop, got some coffees and sat and chatted while waiting for the shelves to be delivered. Bijay asked what Leonard knew about business, and offered a suggestion, ‘There’s a book I found
By Martin Smith Previous episodes ‘When I arrived back home at Woodland, I immediately contacted Doc Dumptee’s office. I told the receptionist I needed to make an urgent appointment as I was in a bad way. She told me that there had been a late cancellation for the next
By Denise Main and Ian Chisholm Previous Episodes Arch had tossed and turned, twisting his sleeping bag into a tangled tube. He groaned, trapped in a dream. Women wearing the Blessed People head scarves over their uncut hair had circled him stomping their feet, jeering, shouting insults, calling him the
by Elyse Harrison Previous Episodes Clara smiled to herself, trying to match the one that James had given her that day. It contained so much hope, trust and life; things that she hadn't witnessed in a long time. She walked into the kitchen and tossed her backpack and