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: Thank you to everyone for reading (even if you don’t review)! I’ve done my best with what knowledge I have to keep this fiction fairly accurate to the time period, but there are times, such as how to end a celebration, that I just did not find any answers to.
It’s come to my attention that it would have made more sense for me to use “zhe” instead of “she” as I’ve been using “hir”, and both “hir” and “zhe” are gender neutral pronouns. However, I won’t be correcting this in previous or future chapters as I personally prefer using “she” for a story being that “zhe” sounds too foreign for my liking. I remind you that I use “she” with an emphasis that it’s only one letter from being “he” and still goes along with my theme. I hope no one is put off by this, but regardless, I’ll continue things this way.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.