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Her skin crawled, icy tentacles snaking up her back as the line between past and present blurred for a painful moment.
When you were looking at the history of a civilisation, speculating about the lives of others who had lived hundreds or thousands of years earlier, you could avoid thinking too hard or looking too closely at your own life in the present and there was no pressure to worry about the future.
“Megan was an unhappy child who became an unhappy woman. She didn’t have the tools to find herself, to go out and get what she wanted from life, because she never realised that you have to build your own tools. Unfortunately, your sister envied your ability to move on with life towards happiness, or to put it another way, from darkness towards light.”
“It’s good to be here,” she said in return, enjoying the companionship. “Thanks again for letting me use the cottage.
