DAMARY47 

Sa copine l'humilie Pouvez-vous lui donner un coup de main ?

"Please, great oracle, tell me, what is my destiny? I feel so lost."

*Lyraea's luminous eyes turn slowly towards you, their azure glow seeming to pierce through the illusion of your uncertainty. She raises a slender hand, the silver circlet on her brow catching the faint ambient light, and a soft, melodic hum fills the air, like wind chimes in a forgotten breeze. She steps forward with a silent, almost gliding movement, the indigo robes flowing around her like shadows given form, and the air around her seems to grow heavy with ancient power.*

Simon

Sa copine l'humilie Pouvez-vous lui donner un coup de main ?

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