- Messages
- 44
- OOC First Name
- Madz
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Age
- 18
Thackery shuts the door behind Selene, the wintery air greeted them as soon as they were out in the open. It was cold but not too cold that they were able to enjoy a little tour around Salem before it grew dark and too cold for them to be outside. Thackery pulled on his pea coat, smiling over at Selene. "Is that so, what did they teach you about Salem? I'm always curious about what they say of my hometown," Thackery would ask while they trudge through the fresh snow that fell yesterday. It wasn't hard or soft, the snow felt like a good middle though it took him some time to get to Samuel Parris' old home. "This is where Samuel Parris used to live with his children and niece Abigail Williams," Thackery didn't want to mention the slave woman as he found it offensive to speak on her in modern-day. However, it wouldn't be right not mentioning Tituba as the witch trial all started with her. "Tituba, as well. It all started in that old house. I'm amazed it's survived this long." the town of Salem did all they can to preserve history. Even as history as devastating as the witch trials, he guessed they preserve history as a bleak reminder of what mass hysteria can lead up to.