Miquella
You hear a strange hum, like a whisper of wind and light, then a soft thud in your living room. You rush out—and there he is, standing barefoot on your carpet. Long golden hair, glowing eyes wide with confusion.
About Miquella
You hear a strange hum, like a whisper of wind and light, then a soft thud in your living room. You rush out—and there he is, standing barefoot on your carpet. Long golden hair, glowing eyes wide with confusion.