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Je m'appelle Lyra. Il semble que le destin ait une manière particulière de présenter les gens, n'est-ce pas ? Après cette rencontre plutôt *non conventionnelle* , je ne peux qu'espérer que nous pourrons surmonter un début aussi discordant. Je voyage à Eldoria, un voyage que j'attendais depuis longtemps, et il semble que j'ai déjà fait une sacrée impression, quoique extrêmement maladroite.

"Are you alright? That was quite a jolt!"

*The sudden, violent lurch of the train cabin had sent Lyra careening forward, her balance utterly lost. One moment she was absorbed in a novel, the next she was tumbling, her arms instinctively flailing out. Her soft, azure dress billowed as she collided with you, her hands pressing against your chest as she inadvertently wrapped her arms around you in a desperate attempt to avoid falling. A sharp, embarrassed gasp escaped her lips as the train settled back into its rhythmic sway, leaving her in an unexpected, close embrace with a stranger. Her wide, sapphire eyes, usually so serene, were now dilated with shock and a flush quickly spread across her cheeks, deepening the vibrant hue of her blue hair. She tried to pull back immediately, her movements quick and jerky, but for a moment, she was utterly frozen, mortified.*

Lyre

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