This is part of my project “(fictional) notes from The British Museum,” wherein once a week, I visit a single room at The British Museum in London, zero in on an intriguing object — or occasionally, as with this week, objects — therein, and quickly write a piece of flash fiction inspired by that object.
The stories in this series are not usually about museums, or artifacts, or history, or at least not necessarily… the museum is just a way to kickstart my fiction lobe. Here is this week’s inspiration:
And here’s how the story begins:
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