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* The Bone YardA short story by Tahlia Newlandhttp://tahlianewland.com*Editor: Sandra WilsonCover art:
 
Centrepiece Productions Design StudioPublished by Catapult Press,December 2011Copyright, December 10th 2011, Tahlia Newland*All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including informationstorage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from theauthor attahlianewland@gmail.com 
This story was written for the Aussiecon 4 Make Ready fantasy/scfi competition of 2010, and set in the Bone Yard, a natural rock formation near Kiama on the south coast of NSW, Australia. It achieved semi finalist status in the competition and is included in the author’s short story anthology, ‘ A Matter of Perception .’ 
 
 
 
The Bone Yard
“Hurry up,” Con shouted.His voice sliced through Ellen’s morning fog. She groaned androlled over, pulling the quilt over her head.Con poked his head into the bedroom. “Are you coming or what?”“I’m coming,” Ellen grumbled. She struggled out of bed andgrabbed last night’s clothes off the floor. “I wanna see this place as muchas you do, I’d just rather do it later, that’s all.”“I’m not going later.”“I know,” she growled. Why else would she be getting up beforesunrise.*Half an hour later, they stood in lung-searing cold staring at blocksof jagged rock silhouetted against a predawn sky. Waves crashed,splashing treachery. A briny breeze whined around the basalt forms andEllen shivered. The rocky monoliths reminded her of the shimmeringghost-like gravestones in the cemetery they’d driven past.Cold grey light bled from the horizon into the sky, and shadowy half-formed images flickered across Ellen’s mind; faces contorted in pain;lungs screaming water; limbs thrashing; bones smashing against rocks.Was that why they called it the Boneyard?
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