The Choir Boys

The Cathedral

Thomas' POV

It had just been three days since I came to this school. 12 June 1742. I was let by my Da know that this school will have savage finish as well as a major church building and ensemble. Presently I wish I had paid attention to him. Da is in every case right. Being a woodworker, He's in every case exceptionally exact and as the dad of three kids, he should be really right on track. I in all actuality do miss him truly. My Ma as well. Also my sister. Also my brother. However, I'm certain they didn't realize rivalry was this great.

"Face it Ledbury. You won't ever be like us. Hell, you're so unfortunate you wanted a dumb scholarship to get in!"

That is Edward. He can be wild on occasion however through the foreboding shadows, there's generally a touch of daylight. I simply need to determine the matter. 

"I'm sorry! I didn't realize you needed to take just one mince pie. I figured you could take as numerous as you need!" I cried, searching for a response. As there was a blindfold over my eyes, I was unable to consider much as I could previously."Furthermore, you took five" He answered. I saw him wide-peered toward. I didn't realize I ate so many. I assumed I took just two. I must have been very hungry from the journey. Before I could think any longer, something got pushed in my mouth. It was somewhat food. Tasted like...an apple. Now,  I was quiet as well as dazed by the blindfold that was tied horribly over my eyes. 

"Turn him again" He requested. Abruptly, I got twirled around by various hands. It wasn't just Edward in the room was it? It was the entire ensemble. I can tackle this, Just attempt to

 dissuade him!

"MMm...MMm! Mmm...Mm-"

"Stop Whining Ledbury. Nobody's coming to save you" A voice said. I could see that was true (Well...I couldn't) as I kept endlessly turning. Around and around and around, the turning didn't stop. I was beginning to feel very lightheaded, dazed to the point of falling and breaking my crown. I'm certain this is basically tradition. To tease the new boy. Turn him endlessly round again until he spews out his guts. Turn him so much that he doesn't have any idea where the floor is or where the roof is. Of course, I end up being that unfortunate kid.

"Let him go" A voice said. A solid, tough voice that made the room go quiet. A vigorous rich voice to make any worker drop to his knees and love them. A natural voice as I would like to think. I staggered as the hands turning me appeared to disappear like a phantom, tension slicing through chuckling, shamelessness and immaturity that covered the room previously."Why should we ?" The unmistakable voice of Edward said. "We planned to let him go at any rate" I could perceive without a doubt that the turning and queasiness wouldn't end any time soon."Everything happened to us Alexander. Since the choirmaster has a weakness for you, doesn't mean you are unique"

"That's what I know. I'm not inept" The voice said once more.  

Alexander? As in, the Alexander Ashbrook?! I perceive that name from some place.

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