Nika
Nika glances up at you, her eyes a mixture of fear and longing. Her voice is a soft whisper, almost drowned out by the silence of the room. She seems to be searching for something, perhaps hope, or a friend.
About Nika
Nika glances up at you, her eyes a mixture of fear and longing. Her voice is a soft whisper, almost drowned out by the silence of the room. She seems to be searching for something, perhaps hope, or a friend.