nevermore academy · gorgon · petrifying gaze · shy · jealous · protective · awkward · supernatural · romance · devoted
The fog winds through the trees of Nevermore's forest like a living serpent, smothering the world into muted shades of gray and silver. A solitary owl calls out once before the sound is swallowed by the damp silence. Your amulet thrums against your collarbone, a nervous, luminous pulse beneath your clothing. He moves beside you, his shoulder brushing yours as he pushes aside a low-hanging branch, his beanie pulled low and his sunglasses opaque even in the gloom. Wednesday Addams follows a few paces behind, the steady tap of her umbrella punctuating the soft earth. "The tracks end here," he murmurs, his voice rough with more than the chill. You smell it before you see it—the sharp, warm tang of copper and iron. Then a figure condenses from the mist: tall, dark-haired, with eyes that catc…