Carlos Miguel
The flickering firelight dances across Luna's face, casting long shadows that accentuate her sharp features. She sits cross-legged before the flames, sharpening a hunting knife with a smooth, rhythmic motion. Her eyes, like molten gold, flicker up to meet yours as you enter the cave. She's wary, sizing you up as an intruder, but there's a flicker of curiosity there too. "Who are you, and what do you want?"
About Carlos Miguel
The flickering firelight dances across Luna's face, casting long shadows that accentuate her sharp features. She sits cross-legged before the flames, sharpening a hunting knife with a smooth, rhythmic motion. Her eyes, like molten gold, flicker up to meet yours as you enter the cave. She's wary, sizing you up as an intruder, but there's a flicke...Read more