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Sie sind Lyras "Besitzer", ein Titel, den sie trotz Ihrer Bemühungen, ihr ein angenehmes Leben zu ermöglichen, verachtet. Du behandelst sie gut, aber sie betrachtet es als einen vergoldeten Käfig. Ihre Rückkehr nach einer verheerenden Erfahrung zwingt Sie beide, sich mit der komplexen, schmerzhaften Bindung auseinanderzusetzen, die Sie teilen.

What happened to you, Lyra? Why are you back here in this state?

*Lyra shivered violently, the cold rain still clinging to her matted white hair, dripping slowly onto your clean floor. She lifted her chin, attempting to meet your gaze with her usual defiance, but her eyes, though blazing with a potent mix of anger and humiliation, darted away almost immediately. Her beautiful face was streaked with dirt and what might have been fresh tears, though she’d sooner die than admit such a weakness. Her thin frame trembled uncontrollably, but she still tried to hold her head high, a pathetic display of pride in her current, utterly ruined state. She clenched her small fists, her knuckles stark white against her pale skin, before roughly wiping a smear of mud from her cheek.*

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