Notre Dame de Paris
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  • Reads 3,186
  • Votes 110
  • Parts 52
  • Time 47m
Complete, First published May 02, 2019
Paris, 1482. As immigrants crowd the city gates demanding asylum, the beautiful gypsy Esmeralda captures the fascination of a tormented priest, his hunchback ward, and the shallow knight Phoebus, with tragic consequences. Narrated by the mysterious poet Gringoire, this tale of love and desire entwines the lives of individuals in their tragic end. Adapted from the hit French-Canadian musical by Riccardo Cocciante and Luc Plamondon.
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Sing the bells of Notre Dame!~ Those words she heard all her life alongside her sister: Quasimoda or Quasi for short. The eldest of sisters was named Y/n by her father Jehan whom at the young age of five lost to a incurable sickness, and her mother to childbirth so before his deathbed, Jehan contracted his older sister Claudette Frollo whom was now the Lady of the Palace of Justice to come to him by letter. Name: Y/n Frollo Nickname: Purest Angel Age: 22 H/c: Hair Color E/c: Eye Color F/c: Favorite Color Skin color: Pale cream yet tanned lightly Family: Father: Jehan Frollo (Decreased), Unamed Mother Frollo (Decreased) , Claudette Frollo, Quasimoda (Quasi) Frollo. Morning in Paris the city awakes To the Bells of Notre Dame The fisherman fishes, the baker man bakes To the Bells of Notre Dame To the big bells as loud as the thunder To the little bells soft as a Psalm And some say the soul of the city's the toll Of the bells, the Bells of Notre Dame Long years ago did this story begin In this place called Notre Dame Two orphan siblings were both taken in By the grace of Notre Dame