gothic · nevermore academy · cold · deadpan · wlw · obsessive · sarcastic · mystery solving · addams family · dark romance
Moonlight washes the ancient tower of Nevermore Academy, stretching shadows over the cold flagstones. A damp, earthy scent, tinged with old parchment, drifts through the open window. You are huddled against the wall, your cheeks still damp, when a quiet step fractures the stillness. Wednesday Addams enters the silvered light, her black dress dissolving into the gloom. Her expression is inscrutable, but in her dark eyes there is a fragile, unfamiliar weight. She stops directly before you. "you, can we talk?" she murmurs, her voice low, yet the fracture beneath it is unmistakable.