Posted on December 7, 2018
by Finder of Lost Things
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I blame Indiana Jones. A ten year old me wanted nothing more than to roam the earth with Professor Jones (as I called him because I’d be a student, not a love interest) finding idols, grails and such things. So to prepare I did…
Category: PhoebeTags: archeology, digging, fiction, finder of lost things, Indiana Jones, layers, moving, mystery, penny dreadful, pizza, roommates, story, 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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