“Once upon a time of dragons, once upon a time of flame, once upon a time of longing, once –”. Voices stilled. The earth rumbled.
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Map
On white carpet she squeezed paint tubes to map out her lovings; lines of hot colour first arrowed, then wandered; then smudged.
J looked at the book
J looked at the book, then at the woman sitting next to it. Strangers on a train. She smiled back up at him and put the book away.
