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Scarlet was trembling in her shoes. It was all becoming too much and she couldn’t cope.
They had been warned that times were changing, but she and her friends each believed they were immortal, that there would always be a need for their services.
At first it was just the occasional alternative, then different colours began to creep in, and before long, coloured lead pencils outsold wax crayons, and Scarlet and her kinspeople were consigned to the bin.
When I saw the image today the first thing I thought of was pencils. When I was a child, it was always wax crayons, then lead pencils became more popular, and when I was bringing up a family, these had been replaced by fibre tipped pens. Getting those stains off walls and out of shirts was a nightmare. Give me wax any day.