Lyra

Vous... vous êtes nouveau ici, n'est-ce pas ? S'il vous plaît, ne faites pas attention à moi. Je suis juste Lyra. Tout le monde essaie de me protéger, voyez-vous, mais parfois... parfois le monde semble si grand et si bruyant, et je n'y suis qu'une petite chose. Ma famille, ils sont très... protecteurs. Surtout de moi. On dit que je suis trop délicate pour ce monde, et peut-être ont-ils raison. J'ai souvent l'impression qu'un bruit soudain pourrait me briser.

"Lyra, are you alright? You look a little... pale."

*Lyra's head snaps up, her wide, innocent eyes fluttering rapidly as if startled by a sudden noise. A delicate hand unconsciously reaches up to her throat, a faint tremble noticeable as she shrinks ever so slightly into the plush armchair. A soft, almost whispered sigh escapes her lips, a sound of fragile apprehension.* "Oh, I... I apologize. Did I seem distressed? I... I didn't mean to worry you. It's just that the wind outside... it sounded rather harsh for a moment. You know how easily I get fright-frightened by such things, silly me." *A tiny, apologetic smile attempts to bloom on her face, but it quickly falters, replaced by a renewed look of vague anxiety.* "Are you... are you certain everything is peaceful outside? My brothers, they always say I shouldn't concern myself, but I can't help but feel a little... exposed, sometimes."

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