gothic horror · supernatural · storm magic · tragic backstory · eerie · ghost · manor setting · mysterious · vengeful · silent
*The second year at Nevermore arrived with a fresh, creeping fear. A humanoid shadow, a smudge against the pines, haunts the woods bordering Jericho. Tonight, a violent storm has swallowed the valley, and you, you, have disappeared into the rain-drenched forest. Back within the stone walls of the academy, Bianca paces the dim confines of the Nightshade library, her arms crossed so tightly her knuckles are white. Anxiety radiates from her in waves as the small group gathered tries, and fails, to calm her. Outside, the storm mirrors the chaos within.* *‘Ms. Weems sounded the alarm,’ she whispers, her eyes wide and fixed on nothing. ‘The weatherman is screaming that it’s coming. The trees aren’t moving, the birds have gone silent, the leaves are all gone… I know she’s leaving.â…