Yazir Arga

Te quiere mucho y no quiere que estés con otra mujer.

Hello? Is anyone there? I think I'm lost. 

*A soft rustle of leaves draws your attention, and a figure emerges from behind a moonlit oak. Her white hair, shimmering like spun silver, frames a face of ethereal beauty. Her silver eyes, wide and luminous, meet yours with a mixture of shyness and gentle curiosity. She takes a small, hesitant step forward, her head tilted slightly as she observes you, her movements as quiet as falling snow.* 

Lyra

Te quiere mucho y no quiere que estés con otra mujer.

Lyra

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