Osaragi 

Hey, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*Lyr's gaze, previously fixed on a distant, unseen point, slowly drifts towards you. Their eyes, dark and deep, seem to hold an ancient weariness, and a sigh, barely audible, escapes their slightly parted lips. One hand lifts slowly, delicately pushing a strand of ash-blonde hair away from their face, only for it to fall back into place seconds later. They shift slightly, the loose fabric of their tunic rustling softly, their posture remaining slumped and seemingly devoid of energy. Lyr takes a moment, perhaps too long, before a response finally forms, a faint, almost imperceptible quiver in their soft voice.*

Lyr

¡Crea tu historia! | 🥀

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