priesthoodofthe7
ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴜᴍʙꜱ,
ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ...
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13 years, three trains, two buses, and a boat brought Helena Bishop to the doorstep of 35 Portland Row. Behind its darkwood door lies a fate even someone as clever and cruel as them are sure to struggle with, and yet, despite everything telling them not to, they raise their bruised fist and knock.
3 years, 2 months, and countless fistfights later, Helena opens that old door to a girl with eyes just like theirs-- old beyond her years, knowing beyond time, and soft in the way bleeding out is. George tells them the bet is off. Lockwood wants another challenge.
And Helena has always been oh-so-fond of the strange and unusual.
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