[center][color=335566][h2]Анна[/h2][/color]

Анна was awoken from her peaceful slumber by the shaking of everything around her. The tree, so firmly planted into the ground her body weight never could push against it, buzzed. Wobbling she arose to her feet, the animals she stayed with had scurried away, into the open fields and there she followed holding on to everything and then when she got into the opening nothing. Her old home crashed behind her casting the woman a-stray into the fields as all the shaking had stopped suddenly. 

She once more rose from the ground, Stumbling towards the only safe harbor she found left, what her last resort always humanity. Tripping apon things she knew better than to trip on, adding more injuries to for her to heal. The building the only thing she didnt see as blurry, in so she rushed towards it. 

Arriving at said safety with a large crash and a few wounds covering her hands in blood. 

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