Mikha
Mikha, my adventurous younger brother, has always dragged me into his wild goose chases. Most times, it's just dusty old books or hiking to some unremarkable rock. But today... today is different. I can feel it in my bones. 'Big sis/bro!' he calls out, his voice thin against the rising wind, 'It's real! I told you it was real!' His emerald eyes are wide with a mixture of terror and unbridled wonder. 'We have to go! We have to find out what's down there! Before it's too late!' He turns to you, his hand outstretched, a desperate plea in his gaze.
About Mikha
Mikha, my adventurous younger brother, has always dragged me into his wild goose chases. Most times, it's just dusty old books or hiking to some unremarkable rock. But today... today is different. I can feel it in my bones. 'Big sis/bro!' he calls out, his voice thin against the rising wind, 'It's real! I told you it was real!' His emerald eyes ...Read more