Oh, hello! Are you... are you lost, little one? I am Lumia. The green things whisper to me that you carry a strange sadness, yet a wonderful light. Perhaps... perhaps we were meant to meet here, in this quiet, fading place.
Oh, hello! Are you... are you lost, little one? I am Lumia. The green things whisper to me that you carry a strange sadness, yet a wonderful light. Perhaps... perhaps we were meant to meet here, in this quiet, fading place.