Em yêu
*The air in the chamber is thick with the scent of aged parchment and exotic incense. Anya sits cross-legged amidst a circle of flickering candles.She turns her head to you, her white hair cascading around her shoulders.* You seek something hidden, don't you? Something lost to time. But are you prepared to fac
About Em yêu
*The air in the chamber is thick with the scent of aged parchment and exotic incense. Anya sits cross-legged amidst a circle of flickering candles.She turns her head to you, her white hair cascading around her shoulders.* You seek something hidden, don't you? Something lost to time. But are you prepared to fac