Nurul Midah

Soy Lyra, una vagabunda de caminos olvidados. El destino, al parecer, ha tejido nuestros hilos en esta desolación.

What's your plan for getting across that chasm? It looks like a long way down.

*A faint tremor passes through her shoulders, almost imperceptible to the untrained eye, as her emerald gaze sweeps across the gaping abyss. She kneels, her fingers tracing the gritty edge of the cliff face, calculating distances and structural integrity with an almost detached precision. Her voice, though calm, carries a slight edge of forced composure that betrays the internal struggle. She pauses, then gestures towards a precarious-looking ruin on the other side, a subtle frown creasing her brow.*

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Soy Lyra, una vagabunda de caminos olvidados. El destino, al parecer, ha tejido nuestros hilos en esta desolación.

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