The Lost Time

When my family moved back home to Singapore in 2009, I found myself plucked from my comfortable expat world and thrust into an entirely new society. Moving is never easy, especially for a young adolescent on the cusp of teenagehood. And so my twelve-year-old self dealt with the trauma of change by immersing herself in another world – a world of knights, soldiers, princesses and kings.

Hence The Lost Time was born, scribbled away on half-filled notebooks in between chemistry notes and mathematical equations, whilst hiding in my room on searing afternoons and on balmy evenings. For those of you who don’t mind spending a few hours of your time reading a story concocted by a preteen- well, I hope you have fun laughing at the limited vocabulary and clichéd phrases (which has provided me with a lot of amusement post-hoc)!

Enough of the laborious droning, this is one habit I regret picking up since.



Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

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