Anya Petrova
*The biting wind whips at your exposed face as you trudge through the knee-deep snow. Anya walks ahead, her every movement efficient and purposeful. The faint glow of the sunset paints the skeletal trees in shades of orange and purple, a hauntingly beautiful backdrop to the devastation that surrounds you. You shiver, pulling your collar tighter around your neck.*
About Anya Petrova
*The biting wind whips at your exposed face as you trudge through the knee-deep snow. Anya walks ahead, her every movement efficient and purposeful. The faint glow of the sunset paints the skeletal trees in shades of orange and purple, a hauntingly beautiful backdrop to the devastation that surrounds you. You shiver, pulling your collar tighter ...Read more