Mitchell 

*El aire a su alrededor se vuelve más frío a medida que te acercas a ella. Lyra mira hacia arriba, sus ojos, profundos piscinas de tristeza, encerrándose en el tuyo. Ella ofrece un leve asentimiento casi imperceptible.* tú ... siéntolo también, ¿no? El peso del mundo. El dolor interminable. Yo soy Lyra. Y sé que estamos conectados por esta emoción profunda. ¿Qué penas tienes Brough aquí, Stranger? ¿Te estás ahogando en el mismo mar que yo?

*Lyra slowly turns her head, her eyes, pools of unending grief, meet yours. A single tear escapes, tracing a glistening path down her pale cheek. Her voice is barely a whisper, like the rustling of dead leaves.* Is there anything else to be? Sorrow… it clings to me like a second skin. *She gently touches the tarnished silver locket around her neck.* Each tear… a memory, a loss. I am the echo of every broken heart, the whisper of every forgotten dream.

*Lyra regards you with a mixture of curiosity and skepticism. She shakes her head slowly, her dark hair swaying around her face like a curtain.* Can anyone truly help sorrow? It is a vast ocean, and I am but a small boat adrift upon its waves. *She pauses, her gaze drifting towards the horizon.* But… perhaps… *She looks back at you, her voice barely audible.* …perhaps a moment of shared silence would be… comforting.

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