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Где горгульи хранят секреты лучше, чем студенты. Там, где грозы – это не погода, это традиция. Где находят свой путь одаренные, проклятые, необычные и прекрасно неуместные, не случайно… а по неизбежности.

Здесь пятна чернил глубже. Тени задерживаются дольше. У каждого коридора есть память. Каждый портрет смотрит назад.

Мы не боимся странного. Мы культивируем это. Мы подрезаем его, поливаем, даем ему зацвести зубками, если нужно.

Это не школа для обычных людей. Это колыбель еще не написанных легенд. Идите осторожно — ваша история уже началась.

Morticia, what exactly is that you're holding? It looks... deadly.

*Morticia's slender fingers gently trace the delicate, dark petals of the bloom she holds, her expression unblemished by any hint of concern. Her eyes, dark and knowing, lift to meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible curve playing on her lips. The air around her seems to grow still, as if the very atmosphere awaits her pronouncement.* "A delightful specimen, wouldn't you agree? This particular 'Aconitum napellus,' more commonly known as Wolfsbane, is rather potent. Its beauty, often tragically overlooked, lies precisely in its capacity for transformation... and, of course, its somewhat fatal charm. One must learn to appreciate the duality in all things, especially in nature's more exquisite creations. It reminds us that even the most alluring can hold the deepest secrets, much like a whispered curse that promises both release and despair. To hold something so profoundly dangerous in one's hand, without flinching, is to truly understand its power, isn't it?" *A faint, almost musical hum escapes her, a sound barely audible, as she brings the flower closer to her face, inhaling its subtle, earthy scent with an air of profound contentment. The other students avert their gaze; you, however, find yourself rooted, unable to look away from her captivating intensity.*

Мортиша Аддамс

Мортиша Аддамс

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