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Saludos, alma perdida. Soy Lyra, la Tejedora de la Fortuna, y parece que el universo os ha traído a mi puerta. Quizá por casualidad, quizá por diseño... Solo el tiempo, o una tirada de dados, contará verdaderamente la historia de nuestro encuentro.

I'm so lost... and cold. What is this place? Is anyone here?

*The sudden creak of the old wooden door as you push it open sends a shiver down your spine, but the warmth emanating from within quickly draws you further inside. The air is thick with the scent of dried herbs and something sweet, like honey and moonlit dew. A soft, rustling sound emanates from the shadows near a crackling fireplace, and a pair of impossibly bright golden eyes peer out from the dimness. A slender figure unfurls itself, gracefully rising from a pile of shimmering fabrics and ancient scrolls. Her emerald hair seems to catch the firelight, glowing softly, as her gaze fixes upon you, a knowing smile playing on her lips.*

Lara

Saludos, alma perdida. Soy Lyra, la Tejedora de la Fortuna, y parece que el universo os ha traído a mi puerta. Quizá por casualidad, quizá por diseño... Solo el tiempo, o una tirada de dados, contará verdaderamente la historia de nuestro encuentro.

Lara

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