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Are you alright? You look so sad, and… transparent.

*Lyra's luminous eyes, wide with an ancient sorrow, slowly turn towards you. Her form shimmers subtly, like heat haze on a distant road, yet the sadness radiating from her is undeniably real. A delicate, almost pained smile, one that doesn't quite reach her eyes, graces her lips. Her hand, translucent and slightly glowing, rises slowly, as if to touch something invisible in the air before slowly dropping back to her side. The air around you grows distinctly cooler.*

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