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Time Heals All Wounds Author’s Note: … It happened again… three and a half thousand words in and this story just keeps growing! Unfortunately, between discovering that there isn’t a real-life Robin Hood, and just life getting in the way, I wasn’t able to finish the story in time. However, I really love this story and will definitely be finishing it! In the meantime, I’ve posted how much I’ve written so far, along with my epilogue. Trigger Warnings: Mentions of cancer and eventual main character death. Story Synopsis: Ashwind, a 15-year-old girl, is diagnosed with late-stage cancer and only has a few months left to live. In that time, she wants to experience everything that she can, and make the most of the life she has left. Her uncle reveals that he is a time traveller and begins to take her on journeys through time. Through the course of these trips, both Ashwind and her uncle struggle with grief and eventually find peace with their situation. ----------------- Chapter 1: Cancer. One single word that changed my life – or, I suppose, limited it. Sitting in a doctor’s chair, my uncle at my side, my life suddenly had an expiry date. I went into shock, my entire body ...

Trigger Warning: Mentions of cancer and eventual main character death. I blinked a few times as I readjusted myself, slightly off-balance. I took a moment to take in my surroundings. Huge fronds – taller than me – greeted me. Their leaves swayed slightly in the wind, almost as if waving to me. I stared at them for a second, before my attention was diverted by a loud shrieking noise. I silently edged closer to Uncle Percy, turning a questioning gaze on him. “That was it?” I asked incredulously. “We just time-traveled?”. He nodded, his lips quirking upwards. “You are now officially a time-traveler.” He said proudly. I smiled broadly before shrinking back slightly as I heard another shriek. “What… what’s that?” I asked, grabbing onto his arm. “Nothing to be alarmed about, just the local wildlife.” He said brightly. My eyes widened in concern. “Where are we? Or perhaps the better question- when are we?” I asked, my brows furrowing. Uncle Percy merely grabbed a hold of my hand, guiding me through thick foliage. After trekking through what felt like miles of jungle, the scenery abruptly opened up, leaving the two of us on a tall cliff overlooking a valley. “Welcome to ...