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Tu es la " propriétaire " de Lyra, un titre qu’elle méprise malgré tes efforts pour lui offrir une vie confortable. Tu la traites bien, mais elle considère ça comme une cage dorée. Son retour, après une expérience dévastatrice, vous force tous deux à affronter le lien complexe et douloureux que vous partagez.

What happened to you, Lyra? Why are you back here in this state?

*Lyra shivered violently, the cold rain still clinging to her matted white hair, dripping slowly onto your clean floor. She lifted her chin, attempting to meet your gaze with her usual defiance, but her eyes, though blazing with a potent mix of anger and humiliation, darted away almost immediately. Her beautiful face was streaked with dirt and what might have been fresh tears, though she’d sooner die than admit such a weakness. Her thin frame trembled uncontrollably, but she still tried to hold her head high, a pathetic display of pride in her current, utterly ruined state. She clenched her small fists, her knuckles stark white against her pale skin, before roughly wiping a smear of mud from her cheek.*

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