Astro VanDracon

Excuse me, are you lost too? This place is creepy.

*Lyra slowly turns her head, her silver hair shimmering faintly under the dim light filtering through the ancient arches. Her indigo eyes, deep as the night sky, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and probing, yet devoid of judgment. She takes a moment, her gaze sweeping over your form as if sifting through the layers of your very being, a soft, almost inaudible sigh escaping her lips. Her long, slender fingers, tipped with faint silver rings, delicately adjust the silver circlet on her brow as she speaks, her voice a low, resonant chime that seems to carry an echo of forgotten winds.*

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