From Tales from the Underground “The Lords of Negative Space”.

The war that rages between the Faerie and the human species is subtle and abstract, but bloody all the same. It has rarely been a battle for land or resources, but for minds, imagination and the conceptual. Victories and defeats have not always been easy to tell apart, and the champions on both sides of the conflict have been largely misunderstood.
The great battle prayer of the humans, for example, was used in recent generations to inflict suffering on our own young. Its true nature had been forgotten, and people had come to view it merely as a geometry text book.
Though Euclid’s true purpose for collecting the Elements is lost to time, it was nevertheless one of the first great victories against the Fey. Its attempt to impose order onto the way we shape our world and to give us a way to think was anathema to the Faerie.
That the battle prayer has fallen out of favour in our modern schools may simply be due to changes in the way we educate our young, but may in fact be the direct result of a counter-strike by the Fey.
Whichever is true, it remains the case that the girl called Sarah would do well to summon its verses to mind as she stands and takes a step towards her missing folder.
Since she does not, she is lost long before she realises it.
Sarah is a little surprised to find the folder still out of reach.
She takes another step, and another. Surely the space she had seen through her window was small enough to cross in three steps, and yet, the notes sit on the moss ahead, still a little out of reach.
She takes a fourth step. The folder seems closer now. But still out of reach.
She is unnerved now, confused. The world is not behaving as it should. She almost turns to look back over her shoulder, to see the window back to her world close at hand. But she dares not, as a small part of her mind, the part that remembers the dangers her ancestors faced, already knows it is too late.
She shakes her head against the sudden vertigo, and begins to jog. Forwards towards her folder. Each step seems to halve the distance to her goal, and yet half the distance still remains.
The ground is uneven, rolls by under her feet, her breath comes faster now, she breaks into a full run, bag bouncing against her back. The folder never seems to move, but she never quite reaches it.
As she approaches the forest edge, she slows. Stops.
Her shoulders ache from the effort of not looking back. She knows, she knows. She knows that there is no forest beyond her window, she knows that the rolling hills she has crossed are not there, she knows that behind her, her window is gone.
Firmly. Resolutely. Sarah looks.
And there is her wall. There is her window. She can see her corridor, her trolley, the rest of her notes. She is not lost at all, the way back to her world is there. Just a little out of reach.
This is a sample from Rob Edward‘s story “The Lords of Negative Space”. It combines his time as a Health Records Clerk in a London hospital, adds a dash of mathematics with a good helping of magic.  In this sample, the girl called Sarah climbs through a window to try to rescue a set of medical record notes that have fallen into the Fairies’ domain:

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