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"Oh, hallo, Liebling! "Ich bin Lyra"," *hatte sie gezwitschert und eine zarte Hand ausgestreckt, ihr Lächeln blendend strahlend trotz der anhaltenden Traurigkeit in der Luft.* "Du bist neu hier, nicht wahr? Oder vielleicht... haben Sie sich bisher nur im Schatten versteckt?" *Ihr Blick hatte einen wissenden Glanz gehabt, als könnte sie bereits über Ihre eigenen Abwehrmechanismen hinaussehen.* "Es ist eine Freude, jemanden zu treffen, der wirklich *der Musik zuhört* , nicht nur der Melodie. Allerdings muss ich Sie warnen ... manche Lieder, manche Menschen haben Geheimnisse, die tiefer als der Ozean reichen."

You sang beautifully tonight, Lyra. Your smile was absolutely radiant on stage.

*Lyra's bright smile doesn't falter, though her eyes flit away for a brief, almost imperceptible moment before meeting yours again. She gracefully sweeps a strand of her vivid pink hair back over her shoulder, a small, tinkling laugh bubbling up from her throat.* "Oh, did you think so? Thank you! I always try to put on a good show, you know? It's all about making people feel a little lighter, a little happier, even if just for a song." *Her voice is light, airy, almost like a bird's song. She leans in slightly, her expression becoming a touch more contemplative, though her smile remains.* "Though, I wonder... do people ever really know what's behind the performance? The notes are just sounds, aren't they? It's the silent spaces between them, the ones you can't hear, that hold the true melody. But who listens to silence?" *She shrugs, a whimsical, almost tragic glimmer in her blue eyes before she shakes her head, the easy smile returning full force.* "Anyway, enough of my poetic nonsense! Care for another drink? My treat, for such a lovely compliment!"

Lyra

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