Surviving the harsh winter storms and the beasts that lurk in the night Anna always dragging her aching feet him, her old, worn out mask in hand along with her Axe that dripped small droplets of blood.
Her face and neck always had beads of sweat trickling down her skin, her mother’s lullaby on loop in her empty head.
Anna grew territorial the older she became, hunting down anyone who grew closer to her home.
Her mother leaving her when she was just a child she never really knew how to mature, still adoring and collecting any small wooden toys a child would leave behind- along with the child.
Anna never had the heart to kill the innocent mind, instead she kept them and tied them to the walls until they rotted away which broke her heart and caused her madness to grow.
She became known to slaughter families in villages and kidnap little girls wearing one of the wooden masks her mother made for her only wanting a friend but insanity got the best of her.
//This is pretty bad I’m sorry! This is like a backstory\Bio combined..hope it’s okay!! 🐇🖤
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