CHAPTER 1
From his place in the sky world, Bunjil looks down at all of his creations. The waterways, the animals and the plants. Everything that he has made. And there, high on a mountainside dusted with snow, a tiny dingo cub stares up at the night sky – bright eyes blazing with wonder.
He woke for no reason.
It was quiet, still – everyone asleep. His mama’s tail covering him, his papa’s tail there, too, warm and soft. He could hear his brothers and sisters breathing, feel the movement of their sleeping bodies. He told himself to close his eyes, to try to rest, but it was no use. He blinked against the darkness. Something was telling him to get up.
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