With the proposal for Claire pretty much in smoking ruins, but with the idea behind it still driving me to write a story about it, I’m going to spend the morning brainstorming all the things that shadows might be, if they are not shadows. And how. And why.
And what wickedness might come if they are.
This seems to me to be a marvelous way to spend a morning, and I’m looking forward to it. But first, hot chocolate, because I can.
