A/N; Well, here it is -- a new story which I actually WILL complete, because I'm writing it for school and therefore have to. I hope you like it, peeps. <3
At 6:04 pm on the 28th of October 1875, precisely 42 seconds and 8 milliseconds before 6:05 pm, a girl known as Evelyn Grosbeak was pushed down a well and shattered her skull on the stone prison walls surrounding her.
At 6:05 pm, precisely 58 seconds and 2 milliseconds before 6:06 pm, a boy who had been born with the name Theodoric Vandenberghe was chatting with his uncle in a quiet alcove of Brussels, Belgium. They were having a light-hearted discussion about the organisation of the Sons of the American Revolution, a band of United State citizens with colonist ancestors which had been formed precisely six days and two hours ago on the other side of the world. Theodoric hadn’t the foggiest idea who Evelyn Grosbeak was nor about the unfortunate event which had just befallen her, and he didn’t need to either, as it didn’t concern him in the slightest way.
But at 6:06 pm, precisely 30 seconds and 18 milliseconds before 6:07 pm, fate decided to collide their worlds and this all changed.
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Blythe's Wheelbarrow
Mystery / ThrillerIt was the 28th of October 1875, 42 seconds and 8 milliseconds before 6:05 pm when Evelyn Grosbeak was pushed down a well and shattered her skull. So when Theodoric Vandenberghe from Belgium finds a mysterious amnesia-stricken girl beneath a wheelba...
