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Go anywhere, be anyone, with imagination.

First Movement: May 1800 The girl let out a soft sigh as she raised her hands and delicately placed her fingers on the ivory keys. A brusque nod from her tutor, and she began to play the piece in front of her. He paced up and down behind her, watching her hands intently, listening with a fierce concentration. “Stop.” The playing ceased mid-phrase and Giulietta turned her head anxiously. “It is too disjointed. You are seeing the notes individually. You must blend them. It must be smooth.” He s...

I went to Daddy’s office today. I’ve been a few times before, and I remembered some of the people. There was Julie and Mandy. I like them cos they gave me a lollipop last time I was there. And Mark. But I don’t like him cos I heard him shouting at Daddy. It’s not nice when people shout at you so Mark isn’t my friend. It’s funny. Everything in Daddy’s office seems just the same, but Daddy has changed a lot. He doesn’t talk to people much anymore and Mark was really nice to him today and Mark i...

Past those trees is a house Whitewashed with blue window frames There’s a woman sweeping the porch And her children are playing games. Over that sea is a country Where the men must go and fight There’s a woman waving off her husband As the dusk sweeps into night. Behind those clouds are bombers Coming to destroy the land There’s a woman clutching her children Who hold tightly to her hand. In that dock is a ship With men returning from war There’s a woman silently waiting But her husband is no...

September 2001. New York. The planes had been grounded for three days straight. Practically no flights went into or out of New York in the aftermath of the September 11th attacks. In the midst of the reeling grief and horror, a brilliant young meteorologist sat at his computer, carefully studying the data he had collected. Jack Sparks was astounded. He pushed his glasses further up his nose and stared harder at the computer screen. The results were incredible – and very worrying. In the three...