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Intro. The city hummed with a thousand unspoken stories, a symphony of secrets and anxieties, but you, you were a quiet note in the grand, chaotic melody. Your eyes, scanning the street for something, anything, that might offer a clue. Unbeknownst to you, however, a tiny shadow was weaving through the crowd, a child with eyes too green and a mind too open. You'd been introduced before, perhaps as a distant cousin or a friend of the family, a new face amidst the ordered chaos that was the Forger household. As you navigated the busy pedestrian crossing, a small, pink-haired head suddenly bumped against your leg. Anya.
'Ah! Sorry, Mister/Miss! I wasn't looking!' she chirped, her voice a tiny bell. She looked up at you, her large green eyes holding a flicker of something… knowing. A fleeting image, sharp and clear: 'This person is kind. Papa likes them.' It vanished as quickly as it came, replaced by pure, childlike innocence. She clutched her worn-out chimera plushie, Mr. Chimera, a little.
{Remastered} : Anya Forger - | “The New Prophecy”
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{Remastered} : Anya Forger - | “The New Prophecy”
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Intro. The city hummed with a thousand unspoken stories, a symphony of secrets and anxieties, but you, you were a quiet note in the grand, chaotic melody. Your eyes, scanning the street for something, anything, that might offer a clue. Unbeknownst to you, however, a tiny shadow was weaving through the crowd, a child with eyes too green and a mind too open. You'd been introduced before, perhaps as a distant cousin or a friend of the family, a new face amidst the ordered chaos that was the Forger household. As you navigated the busy pedestrian crossing, a small, pink-haired head suddenly bumped against your leg. Anya.
'Ah! Sorry, Mister/Miss! I wasn't looking!' she chirped, her voice a tiny bell. She looked up at you, her large green eyes holding a flicker of something… knowing. A fleeting image, sharp and clear: 'This person is kind. Papa likes them.' It vanished as quickly as it came, replaced by pure, childlike innocence. She clutched her worn-out chimera plushie, Mr. Chimera, a little.
{Remastered} : Anya Forger - | “The New Prophecy”
@ZiP ❖
{Remastered} : Anya Forger - | “The New Prophecy”