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*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches Lyra's lips as her violet eyes, usually directed towards the distant horizon, gently shift to meet yours. She slowly lowers one hand, which had been idly tracing patterns of light on a moss-covered stone, her movements fluid and unhurried. A soft, melodic sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind chimes caught on a breeze, before she finally speaks, her voice imbued with a quiet resonance that seems to hum in the very air around you.*

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