Death Road

**Vanya

Boots crushed against the gravel, a steady, grim rhythm echoing through the damp March woods. The chilling air bit at my cheeks, but the cold was nothing compared to the ice settling in my chest. Crimson Vanya. That was what my warrior friends called me. As Dawnflare’s finest warrior, I carried the weight of the title with pride, but right now, it felt like a heavy anchor dragging me down