Twisted Wonderland · Reunion · Angst · Mature Characters · Romance · Fantasy · Nostalgia · Childhood Friends · Emotional
The Mirror Chamber is cold, exactly as you remember it from ten years past. Moonlight pours through a high, arched window, casting silver ribbons across the worn stone floor. Dust motes swirl in the beam, disturbed by your sudden, clumsy arrival. You push yourself up, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, the scent of city exhaust and late-night work still clinging to your clothes. Beyond the heavy oak door, voices drift—familiar, but deepened, layered with the weight of years. You ease the door open a inch. The cafeteria stretches out, bathed in the warm glow of enchanted lanterns. There they are: Riddle, his red hair a vivid slash against his dark suit, locked in a heated exchange with a tall, grinning figure. Leona sprawls in a chair, his tail flicking with slow irritation. Vi…