Me: So, I'm glad I got a comment on the first chapter :D So now I will continue to the next chappy

Spork: You…are a strange one…you know that?

Me: That I am.


2 comments plz at least from new peeps

Chapter 2: Broken Hearts—Mending

Two years after Emily's departure, Bone Jangles found himself hating Victor; how could he just leave poor Emily? But he still forced himself to push the thoughts away and instead dwelling on his past life; he was relieved that there wasn't much left of his body to decay anyway. But lately, he found that he didn't want to decay yet, it was like something was keeping him alive. He'd been dead for 5 years now, but he had a feeling he needed to stay…well, to stay as whole as he could for now, he didn't want to miss anything. It was like he was waiting for something, as he found himself becoming a more and more frequent part of the welcoming committee to the new arrivals. And if he turned into dust now, he wouldn't find what was coming.

Sitting in front of the yellowed keys of the piano, he played the soft tune Emily used to play; then the cruel words that came from Emily's first love 2 years ago…Lord Barkis.

"Tell me, can a heart still break once it's stopped beating?"

He continued to play the notes on the piano, sighing.

"Yes…it can." He remembered the heartbreak he felt when he first died; it was even more painful than the knife that had caused it to break in the first place. He had left something behind that he had wanted to be with forever.

But by death did he and his treasure part.


Victor stood at his look out from the balcony of his home, recently the home of Victoria's family. And speaking of her, she watched him from the rocker, holding a small bundle in her arms whom would one day grow up to be a beautiful young daughter.

"Victor…what are you thinking of?"

His gaze reverted to his wife and he smiled.

"It's nothing my dear, I'm sorry, I must have gone off into my own world."

She watched him and smiled sadly "You miss her don't you…"

His smile fell, he sighed and returned his gaze to the square below. It wasn't busy, in fact, it was so deserted it made the town look void of life. Except for a sudden swarm of a small group of people. In between four of the men, a girl was being carried steadily through the back street next to the house. He watched and waited for a glimpse of the girl, he finally caught one and immediately recognized her. Her brown hair, previously pulled back into a slick ponytail made up of long ringlets of hair, now had small pieces falling over her forehead, which shone with sweat, and over her very pale face. Her once bright rosy cheeks were now fading into a pale pink, she had long dark lashes and lips shining with a scarlet paint, he noticed the blood out of the side of her mouth.

"Victoria…do you know if Lady Elizabeth has any…complications?"

She looked at him with confusion "Yes of course Victor, she has a severe heart problem, or so they say, and her blood vessels are not well protected, she bleeds randomly a lot, especially from her throat since she sings, why do you ask?"

Victor watched as the poor girl, Lady Elizabeth's, face began to take on a lifeless pallor blue. He then turned to walk inside.

"No reason."


Lady Elizabeth found herself hanging between life and death, her body was rapidly failing her and her skin grew cold as stone. Yet…it felt like her spirit would just not leave…or maybe it did, but her conscious mind was still alive. She vaguely felt herself being set down on a bed, she vaguely remembered people running, calling for a doctor. But then, there was nothing. For what seemed like several hours, she heard and felt nothing. Then, her ears began ringing…no, it wasn't her ears, it was a loud bell.

"New Arrival!"


Bone Jangles continued to play idly while the few others in the bar had conversations around a table, playing card games and other things. He was actually enjoying the more silent days, with few arrivals. It made it much easier to relax and go with the flow.

Speaking of flow, Bone Jangles felt a sudden rush of people as the bell sounded. Everyone was heading to the center of the square and quickly.

"New arrival!"

He sighed, but felt a distinct pull toward the square, yet he didn't want to…in fact, he just ignored it today. He turned around and continued to play.


Elizabeth looked around her, dozens of people…some with knives in their heads, others cut in half, and many were even completely bone. Could it be? She was dead? It had to be, she felt no more pain, everything seemed easy, and breathing was easy again (that is if she had breath :D). Even in the midst of these strange people, she felt…happy.

She was welcomed with joyful cries and hugs, introductions to so many people she'd never remember.

"And what is your name?" one of them asked

She smiled "My name is Elizabeth."

"Welcome Elizabeth!" A man who was now completely bone except for his fine clothes and his curling mustache, said to her. "Why don't you come to the bar, you look thirsty."

She nodded, she was actually very thirsty, her episode while she was alive caused blood to cake into her throat, making it very painful. He offered her his arm and she took it, and the small parade headed back into the bar.


"Hear ye hear ye, breaking news tonight, the singing Lady Elizabeth was struck down this eveni'n, doctors unable to revive her!"

Bone Jangles could hear the people, cheering and parading toward the bar. He groaned, wanting some peace and quiet. But where were you going to find that when a new arrival has come. The party marched in, but he didn't pay attention anyway, instead he continued to play the piano.

Every came to get a word with the new arrival, they spoke so much that the arrival didn't even get much of a word in. Bone Jangles was too busy playing the piano to pay much attention. He didn't really want to anyway.

Elizabeth smiled and listened to people talking, she couldn't really say much people were trying to get to know her and find out who she was. Everything about her, and she hardly even had time to answer. Thinking on this, she wished that she had him…her friend…they'd sing of stories together, she wasn't much but he used to be amazing. But then…

She shook her head, trying not to dwell on painful thoughts, everything would turn out all right in the end. She believed it was possible…no, she knew it was possible. Things had been hard, but they would turn out alright in the end.

Her heart was still broken though, unnoticed, a portion of the skin on her hand began to rot away.


Uh…yeah, new chapter ASAP ;;

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