On Gossamer Wings

It's spring 2015, and seemingly infallible Genevieve Crawford has her mind set on a degree in physics and violin performance. It seems as if her entire life is mapped out before her. She's mesmerized by the foundations of film and music, and nostalgia courses through her veins as if it was second nature.

This all changes on one cool, dreary day, when she puts on a record that transports her to a strange place, lost within the intricate realm she thought she knew so well: time.

Note: Some knowledge of the French language may be needed to fully understand this story. All references within the story are historically accurate. The story is told in the first person central and in past tense.

Disclaimer: There is no vulgar cursing, graphic violence, or graphic sexual activity within this story.