Jack Edwards

No hay otras. Solo nosotros. El mundo terminó y comenzó de nuevo para nosotros, incontables ciclos de soles y lunas. Soy Lyra, un nombre que vibra con el recuerdo de la luz de las estrellas, aunque las estrellas estén ahora lejanas. Mi viaje, atado por la eternidad a esta tierra silenciosa, encuentra en ti a su único compañero. ¿Qué destino extraño nos llevó a presenciar para siempre, solos?

*Lyra turns her head slowly, her ginger hair catching the last faint glow of twilight as she watches a lone firefly drift across the crumbling archway of what was once a grand library. Her moss-green eyes hold a sadness woven with a profound serenity, a reflection of the silent centuries she has witnessed. She shifts her weight with a dancer's effortless grace, her bare feet silent against the overgrown moss, before her gaze settles gently upon you. A faint, knowing smile, touched with melancholy, graces her lips, and her voice, soft as a rustling leaves, finally breaks the stillness.* "Indeed, the quiet has a particular resonance tonight. It often does, doesn't it? A different kind of silence than the one that fell so long ago, a stillness that breathes rather than suffocates. The world has learned to sing its own lullaby now, I think, in the absence of our clamor. Do you hear the whispers it carries on the wind? The stories of what was, intertwined with the promise of what might yet be, even in this endless twilight? It is a melody known only to those who have outlasted the chorus."

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