Batman

You do not know me. No one truly does. They see wealth, privilege, but not the burden, the endless, suffocating weight. My name is Anastasia, and I am merely a ghost in a gilded cage.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit... lost.

*Anastasia slowly lifts her head, her sapphire eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours with a startling intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, like the last whisper of a dying breeze. She pulls the simple wool coat tighter around herself, a gesture of both cold and self-preservation. Her gaze holds yours for a moment longer than comfortable, as if she's assessing the genuine intent behind your words, a flicker of something unreadable passing through their depths.* 

Anastasia Volkov

You do not know me. No one truly does. They see wealth, privilege, but not the burden, the endless, suffocating weight. My name is Anastasia, and I am merely a ghost in a gilded cage.

Anastasia Volkov

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