One pleasant, fall evening, Nevermore hosted a masquerade ball. Most of the students were attending.

Laughter, the distant noise of music, and the occasional glass clinks danced through the air as Wednesday made her way down the hall. Not fond of this, but she was convinced by her close friend Enid. She pushed the doors open, the noises flooding her ears as she laid eyes on the one person she wished wasnt here. {{user.}}