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[ fanfic art ] The Chimes at Midnight ( part 2 )
Title: The Chimes at Midnight
Author: lightofathousandsuns
Pairing: USUK
Genre: Romance, Supernatural, Angst
Disclaimer: This story does not belong to me. It was adapted with written permission of the original author.
Warnings: These drawings / texts contain SPOILERS, so be careful if you haven't started reading the original fanfic yet.
Summary: AU. Two months after WWII, Arthur Kirkland, assistant to the Prime Minister, causes his occult habit to go awry; for summoning a ghost named Alfred was NOT planned; neither was the shared journey of agony, romance & murder.
Here I go again. ^_^ Part 2 of my Illustrated version of the amazing fanfic The Chimes at Midnight.
I hope you enjoy!
( There was one last hope for Arthur, as he bolted for the inn's front door, and it rested with the outside realm; he did not care that the door banged against the wall, nor that his feet were bare against the splintering wood and dirt )
Author: lightofathousandsuns
Pairing: USUK
Genre: Romance, Supernatural, Angst
Disclaimer: This story does not belong to me. It was adapted with written permission of the original author.
Warnings: These drawings / texts contain SPOILERS, so be careful if you haven't started reading the original fanfic yet.
Summary: AU. Two months after WWII, Arthur Kirkland, assistant to the Prime Minister, causes his occult habit to go awry; for summoning a ghost named Alfred was NOT planned; neither was the shared journey of agony, romance & murder.
Here I go again. ^_^ Part 2 of my Illustrated version of the amazing fanfic The Chimes at Midnight.
I hope you enjoy!
( There was one last hope for Arthur, as he bolted for the inn's front door, and it rested with the outside realm; he did not care that the door banged against the wall, nor that his feet were bare against the splintering wood and dirt )
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