Evelyn was a sod of the earth scoundrel who had only just run away from the literal hell prison that was Beillingmere orphanage in the North of London. She traversed the street of the Old Town before taking shelter from the rain in a dark alley. She suddenly saw a light that drew her in further down the line, revealing a budding blue portal out of nowhere. Evelyn hesitated for a moment, then walked through into a new boggling world of curving towers, fantastical creatures, and shining knights like something out of her favorite novels. It was a fresh start.
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Drummed up drabbles
KurzgeschichtenA challenge to see if I could pack a book's worth of story into only one hundred words. enjoy :)
