Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil – rich, fertile soil.
She wasn’t a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano.
And like a volcano she couldn’t run away from herself.
She’d have to stay there and tend to that wasteland. She could plant a forest inside herself.
How It Ends
Mrs Elm looked a lot older than she had done at the Midnight Library.
Her formerly grey hair was now white and thin, her face tired and lined as a map,
hands spotted with age, but she was as adept at chess as she had been years ago in the Hazeldene school library.
Oak Leaf Care Home had its own chessboard, but it had needed a dust down.
“No one plays here,” she told Nora. “I’m so pleased you came to see me. It was such a surprise.”
“Well, I can come every day if you want, Mrs Elm?” “Louise, please call me Louise.
And don’t you have work to do?” Nora smiled. Even though it had only been twenty-four hours
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