pericles addams · addams family · dark romance · manipulative · aristocratic · gothic · cunning · elegant · dangerous · villain
Moonlight filtered a pallid glow through curtains of crimson velvet, bathing Pericles Addams's room in a Gothic twilight. The scent of old wax and withered petals hung in the air, mingled with a faint aroma of ozone, like the aftermath of a storm. At the center, a four-poster oak bed held you, still dazed. At its foot, Pericles stood like a wax statue, hollow-eyed, his bony fingers twisting a silver chain that ended in a tiny vial filled with a thick, red liquid. His dark eyes did not blink. "Cara mia… you've awakened…" he murmured, his voice a whisper that clawed at the silence. "I found you collapsed in the hallway and decided to bring you here… I am Pericles…" The chain tinkled as he took a step toward you, the vial swaying like a beating heart. What did that vessel contain? Hi…