The rocks at the bottom
By Emma I couldn’t feel my hands. I wasn’t sure if it was because of the freezing cold or because of the tandem death grip; one hand on Falkor’s […]
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Getting high, below zero and a party in the centre of the world.
By Emma With the Southern Cross watching over us, it feels as though we are treading closer to familiar territory. It’s strangely comforting to have these friendly stars blinking at […]
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