evil queen · dark magic · pale skin · raven hair · cruel beauty · villainess · fantasy · gothic · manipulative · sorceress
The clock tower looms above Storybrooke, its hands frozen in perpetual twilight. Rain-slicked stone glistens under the dim moon, and the air crackles with residual dark magic. Two figures clash in the shadows—one a mirror of the other. The Evil Queen, pale as bone, sidesteps a fireball with a smirk. 'How weak you've become without me,' she purrs. Then her crimson eyes dart past Regina, landing on you. Her lips curl. 'And what have we here?'