Alright people, I've finally gotten it up: part one of my fanfiction titled Immortal Invisible. I just couldn't accept not seeing Tommy's immediate grief over Grace's death, so pretty soon after I watched Peaky Blinders for the first time, I just wrote down ideas I had of scenes, totally for my own interest. But the more I wrote, the more I thought I should turn them into a proper story so others could read too, so here we are. There will be three parts in total, and let me tell you, it is dark and raw.
The sound of blackbirds woke him that first morning, singing outside her bedroom window. Short sweet songs that he had heard every day when he'd woken up from sleeping in the grass outside as a child.
At home, he'd awaken to the sounds of screaming, the crash of furniture, but in the pasture he’d hear the sounds of nature, of peace, of life just like any animal. Polly always said that blackbirds were a sign of death, but his mother said they signalled change.
Perhaps they were both right.
Since France, he'd never heard them, the noise of picks and shovels thundering in his ears instead. But then, in her room, he could hear the songbirds' melody resounding in his ears and he listened like any rich fob at the opera.
Children in nice homes read stories about heroes in fairytales, and he'd never read them, but he had wondered as a child if this was what it would be like to wake up in a storybook.
When she left for America, he'd hear them sometimes from his bedroom, his office or walking down the street and he'd shut his eyes, hum a song, try to drown the sound out. Because every time, it sent him back to that room where he'd awoken from a deep night's sleep with her warm limbs tangled with his.
But sometimes, he'd light a cigarette and listen. Just to remember, just to relive it for a second.
First in their apartment and then in their home in Warwickshire, the sound became music again. She’d listened to it too with a smile on her face, her warm body tangled with his, and he told her why it was his favorite way to wake up.
Morning after morning they'd awaken like that and would have for years and years.
Here's the link: Immortal Invisible
And if you like my writing, you can check out my free-to-read webnovel called Super Zero on Royal Road. It has a similar gritty tone but mixed with sarcasm and humor about a girl living in a super hero world who'll never fit into a certain mold. We could always use more followers and ratings!
Here's the link: Super Zero
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