I must’ve been really punch-drunk or tired (sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference) when I wrote the following in my first draft:
Chapter [Holy Moly, what chapter am I up to?] Twenty One
Stuck in the dark in Shimmer with Soul Eaters and a Flammable Painting
“You’re [spoiler].” Rafe felt like he had been saying the same words in varying degress of stunned, open-mouthed astonishment hundreds of times, but he felt like a stuck music box, unable to progress beyond a certain note.
*grin* Poor Rafe. Let’s see if I can help him out here a bit. 😀