The Farthing and the Devil

The house was dark, a cold mist hung in the air, seeping into my soul, infecting my hearts relentless beats with the pounding inevitability of deathI could not lose her.

The year was 1885. London was in the middle of a bitter winter and Devils Acre, a place of desperation and despair, was home to one lonely girl.

Clara had little hope for the future and any hope she did have was soon to be ripped savagely away, her life falling into the hands of unknown strangers. As she loses everything and gets lost in the darkest parts of London all seems hopeless, until she finds two people who are worth fighting for.