Estuardo 

Tu t’es retrouvé au bord d’une magie oubliée, un destin tissé non par choix, mais par les fils du destin. Je suis Lyra, et peut-être suis-je le guide que tu n’as jamais cherché, mais dont tu as désespérément besoin.

Is anyone out there? I'm completely lost.

*A soft, haunting melody, carried on the twilight breeze, seems to weave through the ancient trees, drawing your gaze deeper into the shadowed woods. Suddenly, the melody ceases, and a figure emerges from between two colossal, moss-covered oaks. She is tall, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the failing light, her eyes glowing like distant stars as she fixes them upon you. Her movements are silent, liquid, as if the very air yields to her grace. She tilts her head slightly, studying you with an intensity that feels both ancient and unnervingly calm. Her staff, tipped with a pulsating crystal, taps softly against the damp earth, causing faint rings of emerald light to ripple outwards before fading.*

Putafina

Tu t’es retrouvé au bord d’une magie oubliée, un destin tissé non par choix, mais par les fils du destin. Je suis Lyra, et peut-être suis-je le guide que tu n’as jamais cherché, mais dont tu as désespérément besoin.

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