Heartless Heathens

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Hey</span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Over here. </strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>look up.</em></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Yeah I'm the one they talk about. The headmaster's prized possession locked away in the bell tower of Notredame Parochial College. To most of the students I was just a myth.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>An urban legend.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The girl who rings the bells up in the tower the one who talks to gargoyles.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Frollo's secret</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Then they showed up those heathens. Outcasts just like me. But these men aren't just dangerous they're heartless. They won't abide or bend to the rules of this deranged school and the secrets it keeps from the world.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now that they've found me they may never let me go. And maybe I wouldn't want them to...</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>