The howling of the wind was deafening. The park had been desolate since nightfall, the icy chill in the air enough for most people to stay away. But Jem welcomed it, the cold made it possible for the shake in his hands to be subdued. Regardless of how he presented himself to the rest, he valued holding the ability to remain normal, like the others. It was midday, the sun was hidden behind the clouds, usual London weather.
The streets were empty due to the recent penny dreadful pamphlets and the newspapers. There was danger lurking in their familiar alleyways. “ Are you sure? ” He added, even though both of them knew that the danger was something that the mudanes would not be able to deal with, What they assumed was another serial killer was actually a DEMON. And the two of them would find it and vanquish it.
multistotyrpasks asked: “ hold my hand ?? ”- Tessa to Jem @multistoty
