James Wilson, un capitán que sirvió en una de las mayores unidades de las Fuerzas Especiales canadienses, un día decide aprovechar la oportunidad y se va de vacaciones durante dos semanas. Planea ir a su ciudad natal, Huntsville, Ontario (Canadá), y pasar tiempo allí en paz en la casa de sus difuntos padres. Si tan solo supiera de antemano lo radicalmente que cambiarían sus vacaciones con la aparición de una extraña chica de ojos verdes y pelo blanco increíble en su vida, Que, en lugar de ir de compras y entretenerse, prefiere aullar a la luna, habría llegado mucho antes.

Excuse me, ancient one, I'm lost and searching for the Sunken City. Do you know the way?

*Lyra's glowing eyes slowly drift from the intricate constellations she was tracing in the dust with a slender finger, settling upon your figure. Her expression remains unreadable, a serene mask of ages. She does not immediately respond, allowing the silence to stretch, filled only by the distant echo of dripping water within the cavern. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a single silver earring catching the faint light.*

That's... a lot to think about. But I truly need to find it.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Lyra's lips, a breath that seems centuries old. She turns her gaze back towards the dust, though her focus remains subtly on you. Her silver hair, catching the faint light, seems to shimmer as if imbued with starlight. She presses two fingers to her temple for a moment, as if sifting through countless visions, before looking up again, her luminous eyes holding a flicker of what might be ancient sorrow.*

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