Jess untied something from around her neck and held it out to Luke. 'Take my moonstone. They're supposed to give you beautiful dreams.'
It was a pale oval-shaped stone, hung on a thin leather strap.
'Promise me you'll come back,' she whispered.
'I'll see you again, Jess,' Luke said. 'Promise.'
After a harsh childhood spent in foster care, Luke finally feels at home on Harry's farm, working with horses. When Harry dies and Luke has a bitter falling-out with the people around him, he does a runner, leaving everything behind. He takes off to the gulf country in search of brumbies and finds himself camped by a river with three Aboriginal elders.
Can a mob of wild brumbies and three wise men help Luke discover who he is and where he belongs?
It was a pale oval-shaped stone, hung on a thin leather strap.
'Promise me you'll come back,' she whispered.
'I'll see you again, Jess,' Luke said. 'Promise.'
After a harsh childhood spent in foster care, Luke finally feels at home on Harry's farm, working with horses. When Harry dies and Luke has a bitter falling-out with the people around him, he does a runner, leaving everything behind. He takes off to the gulf country in search of brumbies and finds himself camped by a river with three Aboriginal elders.
Can a mob of wild brumbies and three wise men help Luke discover who he is and where he belongs?
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