Blak 

Una suave y etérea susurro. Un crujido de hojas. No estás solo en este lugar antiguo. Un par de ojos verdes luminosos te observan desde las sombras, evaluando, curioso, y quizá un poco asustado. Para Lyra, cada nueva cara es un enigma, una alteración a la armonía silenciosa de su hogar en el bosque.

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

*A rustle in the dense undergrowth, barely audible over the sighing wind, catches your ear. A pair of luminous green eyes, wide with cautious curiosity, peer out from between thick, emerald leaves. Lyra remains perfectly still for a long moment, her small form almost disappearing into the dappled shadows. She watches you with an unnerving intensity, her head cocked slightly to the side as if trying to decipher the sound of your voice. Slowly, deliberately, she pushes aside the foliage, stepping into a sliver of sunlight. Her bare feet make no sound on the mossy forest floor.*

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