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Long and Winding RoadLong and Winding RoadLong and Winding Road by Wickedwitch90
It was a stormy Sunday morning in winter. London was tormented by hail and wind, but for two people this went by unnoticed.
Sweeney Todd had escaped from the city; not in the literal sense of the word, though it almost felt like that. Being in his barber shop in London was to him like being locked up in a small cage filled with animalistic human beings. But on that one day in the week he could be sure that the Judge wouldnt come for a shave, Sweeney fled out of London, where he tried to find some peace of mind by wandering through the woods. Usually it didnt work, but now that the storm was not only inside but outside of his head too, some of his hate and anger seemed to be taken away by the wind. And thus not the demon barber, but a very, very lonely man, walked through the forest, each step bringing him further away from the great black pit that he hated so much.
He often wished that he could leave London, or that he hadnt returned at al
DistractionDistractionDistraction by Wickedwitch90
Sweeney had been standing in his shop for hours, in front of the huge window so he could see all that happened in Fleet Street or rather, who walked there and might head towards the barber shop. It was night now, so his shop was closed, but there wasnt anything else he had to do, so he just kept standing there, staring outside.
Suddenly, an awkwardly familiar figure appeared from the darkness in a pool of light from a street lantern. It was the Beadle.
Sweeney clenched his hands in excitement when the person outside walked towards the building where the two shops were. Sweeney smiled devilishly; the man was so vain that he would come to ask for a shave, even if it was late in the evening and all the shops were closed.
But when the man came closer, Sweeney could see that Bamford had already had a shave.
The barber hissed in disappointment, but when the Beadle continued walking in the direction of the building with the two shops, Sweeney felt another stron