Journey To The Past (Chapter 1)
Magnus has spent his whole life in an orphanage. He has no memories of his childhood, and no clues to what happened to his family other than a single necklace wrapped around his neck, and three little words - ‘Together In Paris’. On leaving the orphanage, it will take a leap of courage to go and chase down his dreams - and a little help from a kitchen boy turned forger called Alec.
aka Anastasia AU
“Magnus! Today’s the day,” the young voice urged again, bouncing on the bed, shaking his chest. Magnus laughed a little, swatting at the young girl bouncing up and down, stilling her hands.
“Yes, Madzie. I know,” he assured her, shaking his nightmare from his mind as he sat up in the bed. It wasn’t a new nightmare. In fact, he’d been dreaming of something similar for as long as he could remember. A palace, the ballroom, a party, his family…. and then losing them in the riots. He had wondered about it, before. Wondered if his family had worked in the palace, what had happened to him, where they’d gone.
But he’d been found just after the riots and the revolution. Maybe that was where it came from. His subconscious reconstructing the night he’d lost everything. After all, he must have had a family before that, right? Someone who loved him, someone who would take care of him and hold him and….
The dream was too much. It all hurt too much.
It hadn’t been awful growing up in the orphanage. He’d been looked after, but there was little affection and love in a place like this. Some of the other children had been adopted, but as Magnus had gotten older, his chances of that happening had dwindled away to nothing. He’d been in this old house for his whole life.
And today, he was leaving.