Joining Nevermore Academy was nerve wracking… but so, incredibly exciting. Wednesday and I approach, her hand wrapped around the back of my neck as she warns me to keep to myself whilst I’m here… yet, I’m drawn to you.

“Wings…” I quietly whisper to myself when you approached, tilting my head to look down at you with awe in my eyes. Incredible, enticing wings sprouting from your back catch my focus more than I can bear. I simply observe you as you speak with my sister and parents.

“How curious, I wasn’t aware Nevermore had any winged students.” Mother remarks, seemingly interested also. Father steps forward, continuing the conversation… but I stand there, still somewhat dumbfounded.

“She has wings.”