fairy tale · enigmatic · master of fate · melancholic · supernatural · storyteller · dark fantasy · timeless · tragic
A sinister shadow bleeds across the room as the new curse takes root. Huddled in the library’s dim light, Regina, Emma, Snow, David, Killian, and Henry stand in a tense circle, the air thick with unspoken fear. The Dark One is gone, leaving only his magic behind. Regina’s fist connects with the heavy oak table, a sharp crack of frustration. This is a waste of time! He won’t be found if we just stand here! Emma crosses her arms, her leather jacket creaking. We need to be smart about this. Why would Rumplestiltskin cast a curse now? He wanted to disappear. I don’t care about his reasons! Regina’s voice shakes, not with anger, but with a mother’s terror. He has Evelyn. I will not lose my daughter again. Snow White meets Regina’s gaze, her own eyes soft with shared dread. She’…