With the dwindling number of people working in our orphanage along with the increase amount of people entering the church. It was proven that the war was taking a turn for the worse, but of course we didn't know. It was something adults never mentioned around children.
"Human weapon, huh? Does such a person even exist?" The one who smelled of alcohol questioned the other.
"Unsure." The one blew out another puff of smoke, making it hard to hold my breath under Vin's hand. "Then again it's London, everything over there is practically booming."
"Yet you wonder why the war hasn't made a single change." The two men wouldn't move from their spot. Even if they see us, who knows what they'll do in the state they're in. One smelled of burning tobacco and the other of strong wine. I raised my head to stare at Vin with worry. He held a small smile to reassure me. How long are we going to stay here? If we left the spot, the men would surely see us. Children weren't even supposed to walking around this time. The smell of smoke and alcohol was beginning to get to my head.
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Clock Work (Book 1)
FanfictionIt was not a mere accident. I was supposed to head home like all of the other good children, but I saw bad men picking on a dog while leaving with my earnings. I tried to save the dog, but I ended up getting hurt in the process. When I woke up, I fo...
