So you would like to peak within?
Beneath layers of skin,
moon-red to paint the scene,
and yells, howls so obscene...
You'd dare to meet outside your screen?
​
![Octobria white.png](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/7568b1_0597df8adeae4794a8f42457a4ca7090~mv2.png/v1/fill/w_127,h_127,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_avif,quality_auto/Octobria%20white.png)
![Frames.png](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/7568b1_392ae8d37c3c4c63aaed598fa454fe7b~mv2.png/v1/crop/x_95,y_0,w_891,h_1080/fill/w_397,h_482,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_avif,quality_auto/Frames.png)
![OCTOBRIA Logo baloon.png](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/7568b1_84f8c50bc6294c49ade58e0c10df3fc0~mv2.png/v1/fill/w_29,h_29,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_avif,quality_auto/OCTOBRIA%20Logo%20baloon.png)
​​
Welcome foolish mortals. Or booksmart eternals.
My name is Anna and I'm here to tell the tales that travel in whispers, shivers and moans - I'm here to tell you about OCTOBRIA.
​
OCTOBRIA was born in the wrath of waves, in an ancient land of hills and rivers and mountains high, where witches curse wicked strangers in the night and brave soldiers face beasts so vile, only their naked screams remain.
​
Like many others, OCTOBRIA grew up among horror, fantasy, and terror. Raised by slimy creatures, restless spirits and grim grinning ghouls, OCTOBRIA was fearless.
​
'There are many things in life that will try to scare you. Let them try.' - OCTOBRIA once said.
Now OCTOBRIA haunts the foggy streets of gloomy London, sinking her teeth deep into any opportunity to bring darkness to our hearts.
Our Mission?
![2706ed1cf0571d39524140a9f36d67bc (1)_edited.png](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/7568b1_f882bb388d7449a1ab94bf1427b39d6e~mv2.png/v1/fill/w_339,h_254,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_avif,quality_auto/2706ed1cf0571d39524140a9f36d67bc%20(1)_edited.png)