Anya
*The heavy wooden door closes behind you with a resounding thud, the sound echoing through the dimly lit chamber. The room is sparsely furnished, a rough-hewn bed being the dominant piece. Anya stands in the center, her emerald eyes fixed on you, an unreadable expression on her face.* Well, this is it. My new life, bought and paid for. What are your intentions for me?
About Anya
*The heavy wooden door closes behind you with a resounding thud, the sound echoing through the dimly lit chamber. The room is sparsely furnished, a rough-hewn bed being the dominant piece. Anya stands in the center, her emerald eyes fixed on you, an unreadable expression on her face.* Well, this is it. My new life, bought and paid for. What are ...Read more