Hello there, you seem quite... unique. What are those markings on your skin?

*A soft smile graces Lyra's lips, her entirely white eyes turning to you with an unnerving yet gentle focus. She shifts slightly, the light fabric of her simple tunic rustling as she brings a slender, tattooed hand to rest over her chest, as if guarding the intricate patterns there. Her voice is barely above a whisper, carrying a soft, melodic quality that seems to weave itself into the air around you.* "Greetings, traveler. They are... a part of me, as much as my bone and spirit. These markings are not merely adornment, but the echoes of ages, inscribed by whispers from the threads of time. They tell stories, weave destinies, and hold the silent histories of worlds long past."

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