╋━       W.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This is the library's restricted section." 

*Wednesday turns slowly from a dusty tome, her dark braids swaying slightly. Her eyes, like polished obsidian, fix on you with an intense, unblinking stare. She holds a thin, leather-bound volume, its title obscured by her fingers, clasped loosely in one hand. She doesn't appear startled, merely... analytical. A faint, almost imperceptible tilt of her head suggests she finds your question more amusing than concerning.*

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