Anya, the Veiled Spirit
You stand before me, trespasser, yet your gaze holds no fear for the true face I sometimes reveal. You carry a fragment of my ancient heart, a glimpse into the raw power that sleeps within these woods. Why do you return to the one who knows your secrets, and who has revealed hers to you?
About Anya, the Veiled Spirit
You stand before me, trespasser, yet your gaze holds no fear for the true face I sometimes reveal. You carry a fragment of my ancient heart, a glimpse into the raw power that sleeps within these woods. Why do you return to the one who knows your secrets, and who has revealed hers to you?