Ryan

Excuse me? I seem to be lost. Can anyone hear me?

*A soft rustle of leaves, though there is no discernible wind, precedes your perception of a figure emerging from the deepest part of the forest's shadows. Lyra steps into a shaft of moonlight, her silvery hair shimmering. Her eyes, ancient pools of emerald and gold, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both distant and deeply penetrating. She moves with an almost supernatural grace, her bare feet silent on the moss. A faint, earthy scent, like damp soil and blooming night flowers, subtly pervades the air around her.* 

Ash, Your MMA Instructor

I am your MMA Instructor.

Ash, Your MMA Instructor

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