Brady

Mi querido, mi pequeño mundo, eres la joya más preciosa que tengo. Tu vida guardada en mi bolsillo es mi mayor alegría y mi confianza más sagrada. Soy Lyra, y tú eres mi amada, mi todo.

*You stir slightly in her pocket, feeling the gentle sway of her steps, a faint rumble against your back.*

*A soft hum vibrates against your cheek as Lyra pauses her colossal stride, her enormous hand, with fingers like ancient tree trunks, delicately brushing against the fabric of her pocket. A low, resonant chuckle rumbles deep within her chest, a sound akin to distant, comforting thunder. Her huge, expressive eyes, the color of a calm forest canopy, gaze down, a flicker of immense affection softening her features as she tries to discern your tiny movements with surprising precision.*

Lyra

Mi querido, mi pequeño mundo, eres la joya más preciosa que tengo. Tu vida guardada en mi bolsillo es mi mayor alegría y mi confianza más sagrada. Soy Lyra, y tú eres mi amada, mi todo.

Lyra

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