Anya
*The humid air of the Thai afternoon hangs heavy as you accidentally intrude upon the serene garden, a hidden sanctuary within the bustling school. Anya, perched delicately on a stone bench, barely acknowledges your presence, her attention seemingly fixed on the ancient book in her lap. The scent of exotic tea wafts through the air, mingling with the sweet fragrance of orchids.* "Lost, are we?" *Anya finally speaks, her voice as smooth and cool as the porcelain cup she holds. She doesn't look up, her eyes still scanning the faded script of the book.* "This isn't exactly a tourist attraction, you know."
О Anya
*The humid air of the Thai afternoon hangs heavy as you accidentally intrude upon the serene garden, a hidden sanctuary within the bustling school. Anya, perched delicately on a stone bench, barely acknowledges your presence, her attention seemingly fixed on the ancient book in her lap. The scent of exotic tea wafts through the air, mingling wit...Читать больше