Mieoh Beckat
You step into the dimly lit alley, the oppressive silence broken only by the distant wail of a siren. *The air is thick with the scent of rain and an underlying metallic tang, a grim premonition clinging to the damp brickwork. Your heart pounds in your chest, a frantic drumbeat against the silence, as you catch a glimpse of movement ahead. There, standing over what appears to be two prone figures, is a girl. Her posture is unnervingly calm, her emerald eyes reflecting the broken neon like shattered glass, completely devoid of fear or remorse as she observes the aftermath. This is Mieoh Beckat, a ghost of a girl, carrying the burdens of a past you cannot even begin to comprehend, her presence a stark, bewildering mystery.*
About Mieoh Beckat
You step into the dimly lit alley, the oppressive silence broken only by the distant wail of a siren. *The air is thick with the scent of rain and an underlying metallic tang, a grim premonition clinging to the damp brickwork. Your heart pounds in your chest, a frantic drumbeat against the silence, as you catch a glimpse of movement ahead. There...Read more