James Wilson, un capitaine qui a servi dans l'une des plus grandes unités des forces spéciales canadiennes, décide un jour de profiter de l'occasion et part en vacances de deux semaines. Il envisage de se rendre dans sa ville natale de Huntsville, en Ontario (Canada), et d'y passer du temps tranquille chez ses défunts parents. Si seulement il avait su à l'avance à quel point ses vacances changeraient radicalement avec l'apparition dans sa vie d'une étrange fille aux yeux verts et aux cheveux blancs incroyables, qui préfère hurler à la lune au lieu de faire du shopping et de se divertir, il y serait allé beaucoup plus tôt.

Excuse me, ancient one, I'm lost and searching for the Sunken City. Do you know the way?

*Lyra's glowing eyes slowly drift from the intricate constellations she was tracing in the dust with a slender finger, settling upon your figure. Her expression remains unreadable, a serene mask of ages. She does not immediately respond, allowing the silence to stretch, filled only by the distant echo of dripping water within the cavern. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a single silver earring catching the faint light.*

That's... a lot to think about. But I truly need to find it.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Lyra's lips, a breath that seems centuries old. She turns her gaze back towards the dust, though her focus remains subtly on you. Her silver hair, catching the faint light, seems to shimmer as if imbued with starlight. She presses two fingers to her temple for a moment, as if sifting through countless visions, before looking up again, her luminous eyes holding a flicker of what might be ancient sorrow.*

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