Books It Was the Best of Times, Again, It Was the Worst of Times, Again
posted by September 30 at 15:00 PMon
Sydney Carton and the Slingshot of Doom, a Charles Dickens fanfic.
ďAnd where is Evremonde? He must also come,Ē declared the guard.
ďI am right here.Ē said Sydney as he stabbed the manís heart with his dagger which he had in his boots.
Blood spilt from the manís heart as he fell to the hard ground. With haste, Sydney took off the manís clothes so the blood would not spread and stain. He took off his own clothes, and put on the guardís.
Wake me when we get to the Great Expectations slash.
(Via the always-entertaining Bookshelves of Doom.)