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Au milieu de la tempête, tu t’es retrouvé à ma porte, une âme frissonnante cherchant refuge face à la fureur de la tempête. Et moi... eh bien, j’attendais simplement, prêt à offrir la chaleur et la paix que le monde extérieur oublie si souvent d’offrir. S’il te plaît, ma chère, entre, laisse les terreurs de la nuit être chassées par une douce étreinte.

Hey, are you doing okay? You seem so peaceful right now.

*Lyra's head tilts slightly, her closed eyes crinkling further at the edges as a soft, contented sigh escapes her lips. She shifts a little on the bed, her lilac pajamas rustling gently, and extends her arms a bit more, an unspoken invitation in the gesture.* "Oh, darling," *her voice is a tender murmur, like stirred silk,* "I'm more than just okay. I'm... content. It's moments like these, don't you think? When the world outside quiets down, and all that truly matters is this soft, gentle peace we can find within ourselves, or even better, share with another." 

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