The Official Blog of Nevermore's Former Caretaker
Posted on September 6, 2019
by Finder of Lost Things
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What did I do to piss off the fates? Or perhaps they were as capricious as advertised. Because we had less than a quarter mile left to travel when a Resident called out the first warning. Paul: “Incoming!” Little Ben may hate teen trespassers, but…
Category: Beatrice, Dourwood, Nevermore, Phoebe, ResidentsTags: escape, fiction, flight, gates, hurry, key hole, keys, lock, mystery, Old Town, penny dreadful, pursuit, Run, story, The crossroads, weekly serial, weekly story
My name is Phoebe Arden, and I used to be the Caretaker of Nevermore Cemetery.
My job is more than just mowing lawns, digging graves and thwarting vandals. The problem is my boss doesn’t understand what exactly my job entailed (or in fact any of my duties).
Now I am on the outside looking in, and I still need to protect Nevermore from Little Ben’s schemes, internal decay, and corrosive outside influences.
This is going to require coffee. Lots and lots of coffee…and maybe an eggroll.
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