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		<title>The Great Space Race Season 54</title>
		<description>“And welcome back to channel two score alpha. This is Olli Sweetalker bringing to you the latest news on the Great Space Race. We have with us racing expert Buzz Harding, four time winner of the Space Race Cup. How’re you going, Buzz?”

“Great Olli and thanks for having me.”

“Our pleasure. ...</description>
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		<title>The Construction of Identity in &#8220;King Lear&#8221; and &#8220;Twelfth Night&#8221;</title>
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Identity and how it is perceived is a common theme throughout Shakespeare’s works especially in King Lear and Twelfth Night. Both plays witness the cathartic self transformation of the main protagonists; King Lear undergoing an identity crisis and Viola removing her disguise and thus the assumptions placed upon her by ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/the-construction-of-identity-in-king-lear-and-twelfth-night/</link>
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		<title>The Great Escape Season 54</title>
		<description>Betrayal. That was what drove me; that and the need to escape a dying solar system.

The radio crackled. “And Earth? Earth is scorched and has long been abandoned to the ferocious storms that tear the flesh from your body and turn your bones to dust!” LOST CHANNEL… SCANNING…  “Our home ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/the-great-escape-season-54/</link>
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		<title>A Thought on &#8220;Beowulf&#8221;</title>
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Beowulf is unique as it is written in Old English yet, unlike other poetry from this era, it does not commemorate the history of the audience but instead depicts another culture, the Geats and the Danes, from a time long since past. This epic tale portrays a warrior people ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/a-thought-on-beowulf/</link>
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		<title>The Four Winds</title>
		<description>The Four Winds began as a short story called Icarus (also posted on this website), which was part of a portfolio of works for Uni. Then in October 2008, I entered NaNoWriMo which is a novel writing competition where you have to write over 50 000 words in one month. ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/the-four-winds/</link>
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		<title>Immortal Prologue 1st Person</title>
		<description>Prologue

“Once Upon A Time…in a land far, far away, the earth shook and the sky flickered as a child was born. A magical child with hair the colour of the earth, skin as pale as snow and eyes as dark as pitch. It is said that if one looked into ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/immortal-prologue-1st-person/</link>
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		<title>Immortal Prologue 3rd Person</title>
		<description>Prologue

“Once Upon A Time…in a land far, far away, the earth shook and the sky flickered as a child was born. A magical child with hair the colour of the earth, skin as pale as snow and eyes as dark as pitch. It is said that if one looked into ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/immortal/</link>
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		<title>Ovid&#8217;s Metamorphoses</title>
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Ovid’s Metamorphoses is dark, brutal and disturbing with the reader often shocked by not only the graphic nature of events but also the grotesque form of comedy used within the terrible tales. One such story is the tale of the tragically “fated” sisters, Philomela and Procne. In this essay I ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/ovids-metamorphoses/</link>
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		<title>Icarus</title>
		<description>The cool sea wind brushed against his face like a mother’s bedtime kiss, his hair wafting behind him, a banner of feathers, ribbons and beads.

“I’m an eagle.” The boy whispered, his words snatched away by the lonely clouds that treasured his words like precious pearls. The warmth of the sun’s ...</description>
		<link>http://www.fernemerrylees.com.au/icarus/</link>
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		<title>Kindymites</title>
		<description>“What do we do when we enter the dojo?”

“Bow!” a dozen voices piped up and I stepped back to allow the herd of white uniformed midgets to swarm pass. I gathered their name cards, checked that all my students were accounted for and hadn’t yet escaped, and strolled to the ...</description>
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