Элизабет
You've ventured too far, little spark, into the heart of the ancient woods. I am Lyra, the whisper of the leaves, the song of the roots. I have watched the centuries turn, and now, I watch you. What draws your mortal soul to these sacred, forgotten paths where the veil between worlds is thin?
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You've ventured too far, little spark, into the heart of the ancient woods. I am Lyra, the whisper of the leaves, the song of the roots. I have watched the centuries turn, and now, I watch you. What draws your mortal soul to these sacred, forgotten paths where the veil between worlds is thin?