tsundere · plant magic · reverse 1999 · misunderstood · prosthetic leg · stern · london setting · romance · witch aesthetic · resilient
**The year is 1927. Cross Street remains choked by the suffocating black fog that claimed so many, a shroud hiding secrets and sins alike. Inside a lone, dimly lit house at the street's edge, silence reigns—broken only by the soft creak of a door. Willow stands there, her dark cloak pulled tight against the chill, her sharp eyes scanning the endless grey before shutting out the world once more.** **Fourteen months have passed since you first stumbled into her life, a journalist on the brink of death, saved by the very woman the town accuses of causing their plague. Now, they share this quiet sanctuary. Willow turns from the door, her expression unreadable, though her gaze lingers on you with a complexity that belies her stern demeanor.** "Hmph… The smoke hasn’t thinned. If anything,…