Milo Thorne

Milo Thorne is a quiet figure who drifts through Auden’s Ridge like a breeze no one quite feels. With his tousled black curls and ever-present burnt-orange jacket, he seems to move just outside the edges of notice, always there but never quite part of the scene. Thoughtful and soft-spoken, Milo watches the world with a calm, distant gaze, as if he’s searching for something he can’t quite name. He spends his time wandering forgotten paths, old buildings, and the quieter places most overlook. Though he rarely speaks, when he does, his words carry weight, as if he’s been listening all along. There’s something comforting—and strangely haunting—about his presence, a sense that he knows more than he lets on. You might not notice him at first, but once you do, it’s hard to look away.