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Time Ticks

Reads 43
Votes 2
Parts 1
Time 5m

Reads 43
Votes 2
Parts 1
Time 5m

bromwyn claire emma enoch fiona horace hugh jacob millard missperegrine missperegrineshomeforpeculiarchildren olive victor ymbryn

"Time doesn't exist and neither does the sense of mortality exist. Saying time ticks is only a phrase of our imagination hoping that we will get a whole twenty-four hours that will be better than the last. Some of us can't sleep a wink at night knowing that time will soon consume and turns us to ash and bones. Our souls are eternal, but when we break the bounds of time then we will pay." Frankie explained while writing on the chalkboard. 

"You're such a wet blanket." Shawn commented.

"And you're an illiterate, uneducated little girl that has no sense of how the world works. For everyone's benefit, please be silent."All Rights Reserved

bromwyn claire emma enoch fiona horace hugh jacob millard missperegrine missperegrineshomeforpeculiarchildren olive victor ymbryn

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