The ultimate Alpha God
a voice sounded as if inside Miakas head.
She turned to her side to see the most beautiful man to exist - maybe to have ever existed. He was tall, so very tall, but had the looks and appearance of a woman. One could be mistaken into believing it was a woman, had his Adams apple and deep, testosterone voice not given him away.
But, oh, his voice.
And his eyes. Blue as the oceans of old Earth.
He took a seat beside the healer.
"Go help the blind, Milo," he asked the teen gently. "While I entertain our very special guest."