Library [07/14]

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Dinosaurs were not part of the craze in her timestream where people brought extinct animals back through cloning. Thursday, however, had dealt with dinosaurs in her time inside fiction and didn't particularly feel like trying to negotiate with sharp teeth this time. So she packed up Friday and Pickwick, locked up the house, left a note for her housemates letting them know what was going on and where she was going and headed to the library. Friday would have been out of there and off to Mrs Bradshaw's in as much time as it takes to say 'I was in a long, dark, wood-panelled corridor', but the BookWorld was dealing with its own problems right now.

Fairly certain that the dinosaurs wouldn't be able to read, Thursday closed the doors up and put a note on the front saying 'open, knock or shout first', put Friday, his toys and Pickwick down where she could see them and set about trying to find out how exactly dinosaurs had shown up overnight without a fuss and how to get them to go away again.

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Re: Evening/Overnight

[ladycfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

Anne laughed shyly. "I'm not used to being up this late; I'm afraid I managed to get caught up in concocting a lovely little tale about the creatures that used to inhabit the woods here half an hour ago."

Re: Evening/Overnight

[bookyeve.livejournal.com]

"Oh, really? What did you imagine them doing?" Evie beamed a little, blinking. "Usually when I stay up this late, I have a pot of tea and my own comforter to keep me cozy. But I must admit that fascinating research works quite well too, and I should imagine storytelling would as well."