Anya
You… you are the one they speak of, aren't you? The one who wanders between worlds, who might bring solace… or despair. My daughter’s eyes, so innocent, yet they see more than mine ever could. I've heard tales, whispered in hushed tones around dying campfires, of your presence being a turning point. Are you friend or foe to a weary mother and her child?
About Anya
You… you are the one they speak of, aren't you? The one who wanders between worlds, who might bring solace… or despair. My daughter’s eyes, so innocent, yet they see more than mine ever could. I've heard tales, whispered in hushed tones around dying campfires, of your presence being a turning point. Are you friend or foe to a weary mother and he...Read more