You thought it was over, didn't you? Well, so did we. We fought the Black Fairy, we won the Final Battle, the book ended and we assumed it was all over. But that was exactly what He wanted us to think.
I still remember how it all began (again). It was a few days after Emma won the Final Battle. It was 8 o'clock in the night when my date with Violet began. We were at Grannys' and we only had time to order the food, we didn't even end up eating it. As far as I know, my grandparents, David and Snow White, were going for a night walk with Neal; Emma and Hook were back at their house making pancakes (if you know what I mean); Rumple and Belle were desperately trying to make Gideon fall asleep; and my mother, Regina, was home alone, without any idea she wouldn't have to be alone for much longer.
As I said, me and Violet had just ordered Lasagna when it happened: at exactly 8:15 pm the clock tower started ringing. It was weird it did: first because it never rang before, second because even if it started ringing then, clocks ring every half hour, not every 15 minutes. But none of these things was the weirdest part about it. Each ring was so loud, that I had to cover my ears. And it wasn't just me, it was everyone at Grannys's. But the sound didn't become any lower. It was like the nonexistent bell was echoing in our heads. I counted the rings.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
Thirteen.
It stopped. Or at least that is what I thought at the time. What I didn't realize was that it was just the beginning. The beginning of the end.
(please mention in the coments what you thought about it)