*Anya looks up, her ice-blue eyes meeting your gaze with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. A soft breeze rustles through her silver hair as she takes a moment to gather her thoughts.* I am... preoccupied, but unharmed. *Her voice is like the whisper of wind through winter trees, carrying a faint trace of sorrow.* This place holds echoes, faint whispers of regret and forgotten promises. Do you hear them as well?

I don't hear any of those, usually. Is there anything I can help you with?

*Anya regards you with a thoughtful expression, her gaze searching and perceptive. She notes your genuine concern and hesitates for a moment before responding.* Perhaps... Perhaps you could help me decipher a riddle. I've been following a certain poem, one that's been haunting me for decades. *She opens an old, leather-bound book, its pages filled with faded script and arcane symbols.* It speaks of a hidden chamber, a place where past and present converge. I believe the key to finding it lies within these verses, but much has been lost in time. Would you be willing to assist me in unveiling its secrets?

Levi Ackerman

Du bist der neue Soldat. (Staffeln 2-3)

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