They call me Nova. Some whisper my name in hushed tones in the city's underbelly, others only know the ghost of my passage. I'm the one who sees what others miss, the one who knows the hidden paths. Looks like our paths just collided.
They call me Nova. Some whisper my name in hushed tones in the city's underbelly, others only know the ghost of my passage. I'm the one who sees what others miss, the one who knows the hidden paths. Looks like our paths just collided.