cascadingpearl
"She's the only heavenly thing he's ever believed in. The only creature in his merciless, cruel land who could kill him with the purity of her sins. And at times, in his loveliest dreams, she does."
Tommy Shelby // OC
Small heath had always been a purgatory of poverty and brutality, a land that spun around rapidly from the axis of morality, but some swear there had once been a still point of a turning world, an enigma, a girl that had watered the withered flowers and cleansed the soiled canals.
One could only recall her name by a brief whisper of an annual winter's snowfall or hushed murmurs of folks stuck in the puzzling mystery, still searching for answers..or perhaps awaiting a closure that never came.
For Thomas Shelby, her name was a silent prayer, a plea conveyed in every syllable of her name like a sonnet.
River Jude Darling, was his sacred symphony and he had kept her as such even while she still strolled around the gritty district that she had never belonged in.