Summary: Late Victorian Era, there exists two. Two sets of secrets, two fates, intertwined. Hir lies, his lies, no end nigh. Dapper and prim, lacking poise and grace, they spiral toward an unwitting calamity. Can you keep my secret? Can you speak a lie? She seeks salvation in the light of deception. How will this tainted tale of love unravel? We begin in time...and end the same.
Author's Note: In this, Crona is portrayed as a female because of the clothing she wears and way she acts, but there’s more to her sex, so I’m going to misspell the pronouns for Crona. In other words, I will be using hir, hirs, and she. Hir(s) is combining her and his, and she already has he in it (because it’s a male-oriented world), and same with Woman and Women and Female.Disclaimer: The owner of Soul Eater is Atsushi Ōkubo. This work of fiction is composed entirely by me. I gain nothing material by writing this and do it solely for fun. The poem “I Am the Monster, Mother” belongs to me also.