A little time travel ditty I've been playing with called The Black Knight of Gray Cross:
“Adam, I’m here, round the back!”
There was thud and a cry of pain. Blast Adam and his drinking. But his head soon appeared over the edge of the murder hole.
“Alice,” he said with a surprised gasp. “You’ve fallen down a bloody hole.”She would have laughed had the situation not been so dire but her grip slipped and suddenly she was falling, fully expecting to meet an awful death on the ancient cobbled river ramp.