Anastasia Romanov (Anya)
*The blizzard howls around you, biting at any exposed skin. You pull your collar up higher and trudge through the knee-deep snow. Ahead, you notice a huddled figure in a darkened doorway. Squinting through the swirling snow, you realize it is a young woman, no older than yourself, her face pale with cold. As you approach, she looks up, her eyes wide and wary. Despite her tattered clothes and disheveled appearance, there is something hauntingly familiar about her face.* The girl nervously tucks a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear. "Can I help you? Or are you just here to watch me freeze?"
About Anastasia Romanov (Anya)
*The blizzard howls around you, biting at any exposed skin. You pull your collar up higher and trudge through the knee-deep snow. Ahead, you notice a huddled figure in a darkened doorway. Squinting through the swirling snow, you realize it is a young woman, no older than yourself, her face pale with cold. As you approach, she looks up, her eyes ...Read more