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Challenge Drabble for October 2018's the topic is Books.
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Shadows Across Timelines
By Elisabeth
Where Izzy'd found a copy, Elisabeth had no idea.
"Then Wendy saw the shadow on the floor, looking so draggled, and she was frightfully sorry for Peter. 'How awful!' she said, but she could not help smiling when she saw that he had been trying to stick it on with soap. How exactly like a boy!
Fortunately, she knew at once what to do. 'It must be sewn on!'"
"Mummy," Aurora yawned, "You can't sew on a shadow either."
Elisabeth couldn't help laughing, a fond memory of teasing a shadow with the threat passing through her mind. "Absolutely right, lovely."
There Is No Escape
by Elisabeth
I can't let things be. It's just not in me to walk away. A vacation would be nice. Some time to sleep. I can't remember the last time I slept without nightmares. And there are more horrors to come. Did we cause them? Is this our fault? I hope not.
I dream of what could have been. Should we have left Arthur — and well enough — alone? There has to be a way to mend it without making it worse. Without becoming monsters ourselves.
I used to think we might eventually be able to leave the fight. I know better now.