Wicked || Ajax Petropolus// Wednesday series

Nevermore's gray skies suited Wednesday perfectly. She walked across the courtyard with her usual measured steps, black braids, face carved in permanent disdain. Beside her strode Espy-her cousin-uncle Fester daughter an unsettling opposite image of her.Espy's light hair half braided, eyes the color of storm clouds, and a smirk played on her lips as if she knew a secret no one else dared to guess. Where Wednesday's silence cut like a knife, Espy's words-rarely spoken-were barbed and deliberate. The two moved together like a shadow split in two, the kind of pairing that made even the boldest Nevermore students think twice before crossing their path.