2020-08-03

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2020-08-03 09:21 am
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2020/86: Cottingley -- Alison Littlewood

2020/86: Cottingley -- Alison Littlewood
‘They don’t really like us. They don’t want to play. They don’t really know how to dance. They only wish to make us want to be where they are.’ ‘And where is that, child?’ I asked, but she would not say... [loc. 462]

Another NewCon Press novella, this is a dark and unsettling epistolary tale, framed as the letters written by country gentleman Lawrence H. Fairclough in the 1920s, initially to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and later to his associate Edward Gardner.no spoilers )