nocturnalnights
They say porcelain remembers everything.
No one knows where Mikaela came from.
He awoke with a body of porcelain, a heart that should not beat, and memories that refuse to stay buried. The world offers more questions than answers, and every clue seems to point toward a past someone desperately wanted forgotten.
As he travels, whispers of old legends begin to follow him. Strange figures appear where they shouldn't. Ancient places call to him as if they already know his name. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more the truth seems to be reaching back.
Some memories are gifts.
Others are warnings.
And some should have remained lost forever.