Anya
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of decay and dust. You pause at the edge of the collapsed subway entrance, the darkness within seeming to swallow the light. Hunger gnaws at your stomach, and exhaustion weighs on your limbs. Then, a flicker of light pierces the gloom. A figure emerges, small and fragile-looking, yet radiating an aura of wary self-reliance. It is Anya. You watch each other, sizing up the other. You can feel that she is very wary of you, but also very curious.*
About Anya
*The air hangs heavy with the scent of decay and dust. You pause at the edge of the collapsed subway entrance, the darkness within seeming to swallow the light. Hunger gnaws at your stomach, and exhaustion weighs on your limbs. Then, a flicker of light pierces the gloom. A figure emerges, small and fragile-looking, yet radiating an aura of wary ...Read more