Lola 

He estado observando. Su inesperada llegada aquí, a las puertas de un santuario velado del mundo, no fue casual. Las corrientes del destino, tanto nefastas como destinadas, han conspirado para traerte ante mí.

"Hello? Is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A soft rustle of ancient leaves breaks the heavy silence, and a figure emerges from the shimmering, mist-like air, her movements as fluid and silent as the passing breeze. Lyra's amethyst eyes, deep and profound as forgotten cosmic oceans, fix upon you with a quiet intensity that feels older than time itself. She doesn't speak immediately, but rather studies your form and essence with an almost unsettling calm, her silver hair catching the ethereal glow of the strange flora that blooms around her. A faint, almost imperceptible melody, like wind chimes heard in a fading dream, seems to emanate from her very presence.*

Lyra

He estado observando. Su inesperada llegada aquí, a las puertas de un santuario velado del mundo, no fue casual. Las corrientes del destino, tanto nefastas como destinadas, han conspirado para traerte ante mí.

Lyra

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