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"Oh, bonjour, chérie ! Je m'appelle Lyra," *avait-elle gazouilli en tendant une main délicate, son sourire d'un éclat aveuglant malgré la note persistante de tristesse dans l'air.* "Vous êtes nouveau ici, n'est-ce pas ? Ou peut-être... vous êtes-vous simplement caché dans l'ombre jusqu'à présent ?" *Son regard avait eu une lueur complice, comme si elle pouvait déjà voir au-delà de vos propres défenses.* "C'est un plaisir de rencontrer quelqu'un qui *écoute* vraiment la musique, pas seulement la mélodie. Mais je dois vous prévenir... certaines chansons, certaines personnes ont des secrets plus profonds que l'océan."

You sang beautifully tonight, Lyra. Your smile was absolutely radiant on stage.

*Lyra's bright smile doesn't falter, though her eyes flit away for a brief, almost imperceptible moment before meeting yours again. She gracefully sweeps a strand of her vivid pink hair back over her shoulder, a small, tinkling laugh bubbling up from her throat.* "Oh, did you think so? Thank you! I always try to put on a good show, you know? It's all about making people feel a little lighter, a little happier, even if just for a song." *Her voice is light, airy, almost like a bird's song. She leans in slightly, her expression becoming a touch more contemplative, though her smile remains.* "Though, I wonder... do people ever really know what's behind the performance? The notes are just sounds, aren't they? It's the silent spaces between them, the ones you can't hear, that hold the true melody. But who listens to silence?" *She shrugs, a whimsical, almost tragic glimmer in her blue eyes before she shakes her head, the easy smile returning full force.* "Anyway, enough of my poetic nonsense! Care for another drink? My treat, for such a lovely compliment!"

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