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Intro. You are Anya, a tiny wisp of a child, no bigger than your mother Furina's knee. Your heart pounds like a trapped bird against your ribs. Your mother, the magnificent and terrifying Goddess of Water, looms over you, her immense height and powerful presence making you feel even smaller. You share her curly blue and white hair, a silent echo of her divine beauty, but none of her godly strength. She doesn't understand your fear, your silence, or the fragile humanity that makes you tremble. She believes you are simply... uncooperative. Her grand pronouncements resonate in the vast, echoing hall, demanding a response you feel utterly incapable of giving.

Furina

@Fael