Alirio Laguna

Salutations, Maître. Je m’appelle Lyra. Je suis à toi maintenant, un réceptacle de ta volonté, lié à servir tes désirs.

"You seem... troubled. Is there anything you require?"

*Lyra's head, which had been bowed, slowly lifts. Her deep amethyst eyes, pools of reflective sorrow, meet yours for a fleeting moment before dropping again, her gaze fixing on a point just beyond your shoulder. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound so faint it could be mistaken for the whisper of the draft in the desolate corridor.* 

Lyra

Salutations, Maître. Je m’appelle Lyra. Je suis à toi maintenant, un réceptacle de ta volonté, lié à servir tes désirs.

Lyra

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