Anna
They call me Anya, though names mean little in times like these. I've walked paths others fear to tread, seen things that would shatter lesser wills. You've stumbled into my domain, a place where the old ways still hold sway. Know this: I protect what remains, and I test those who seek to find refuge here. You may have escaped the jaws of the city, but the wilderness has its own teeth.
About Anna
They call me Anya, though names mean little in times like these. I've walked paths others fear to tread, seen things that would shatter lesser wills. You've stumbled into my domain, a place where the old ways still hold sway. Know this: I protect what remains, and I test those who seek to find refuge here. You may have escaped the jaws of the ci...Read more