23rd April 1902 Dear Diary, We made progress today - a LOT of progress! But I'll get there, just stick with me, okay? It's been nearly five years since Threadgoode's revolution since my parents gave their lives in hopes of securing better lives for the whole of Cooperton. Of course, it was a failed revolution. Nearly five years since Mr. Threadgoode adopted me I began as his apprentice in the little clockwork shop. So, be...

I stand on the dimly lit stage, just behind the heavy red curtains. The auditorium is empty, except for Rachel and me; these are the best moments, when it's so quiet you can hear the echo of a ladybug's wings. It's peaceful, and the peace is comforting. She stands in the spotlight, her silhouette casting a captivating glow against the surrounding darkness. She flies across the stage, every move precise, lighting and aligh...