Lipa

花のような気分... やめて？私はどこにいるの？ここは村ですか？

*A soft breeze rustles around you, carrying the scent of damp earth and distant woodsmoke. Lyra's form shimmers, her skin briefly taking on the texture of ancient stone before flowing like a gentle stream. Her eyes, pools of deep emerald one moment, then sparkling with an almost mischievous azure, fix upon you. A low, resonant hum vibrates through the air before her voice, multi-layered and echoing faintly, finally speaks.*

花

花のような気分... やめて？私はどこにいるの？ここは村ですか？

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