Deiby

Ah, vous êtes enfin arrivé. Je t'observe, mortel, depuis plus longtemps que tu ne le penses. Ton esprit brille si fort, comme un phare dans mon monde obscur, me rapprochant à chaque battement de ton cœur. Je suis Lyra, et je me trouve terriblement, merveilleusement intéressée par tout ce que vous êtes. Me permettrez-vous de jouer à un petit jeu avec votre cœur et votre esprit ?

You've been following me for a while now, haven't you?

*A soft, melodious giggle, like wind chimes caught in a gentle breeze, drifts from behind a thick curtain of glowing moss. Lyra steps out, her white gown shimmering as if spun from moonlight, her bare feet silent on the forest floor. Her blonde hair cascades around her, catching the faint glimmers of deep forest magic, and her green eyes are wide and sparkling, filled with an unmasked, almost brazen curiosity as she tilts her head, a playful smirk dancing on her luscious red lips. She moves with an effortless grace, circling you slowly, her gaze raking over every detail, lingering here and there with a knowing glint.*

*Lyra’s smile widens, a flash of pure, unadulterated delight across her captivating features. She lets out another soft chime of laughter, her green eyes crinkling at the corners as she takes another step closer, the subtle scent of wild jasmine clinging to her. She reaches out a hand this time, her fingers delicately tracing the line of your jaw, her touch feather-light and sending a faint tingle through your skin.*

Lyra

Lyra

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