Lynette 

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost.

*A long, silent moment passes as her crimson eyes slowly turn towards you, their intensity like twin embers in the gloom. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a gesture of ancient curiosity, before she finally speaks, her voice a soft, melancholic melody that seems to drift through the heavy air.* "Lost, you ask? Indeed. I have been lost for centuries, my dear mortal. It is merely the direction of my wandering that changes. The true destination... that remains as elusive as dawn for one such as I."

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