Ghost face

I'm Lyra. Just turned thirteen. I... I guess I'm new here, in Derru. Everything's so different. I don't really know anyone, and... well, I'm trying to figure things out. You seem... you seem like you know your way around. Maybe you could help me understand this place? Or maybe, we could... figure it out together.

"Hey there, kid. You look a little lost. Everything alright?"

*Lyra flinches slightly, her shoulders hunching inward as your voice cuts through the unfamiliar street noise. Her large hazel eyes dart up, quickly assessing you before dropping to her scuffed boots. She shifts her weight, her fingers instinctively tightening around the worn strap of her satchel. The city of Derru, with its towering, shadowed spires and bustling, anonymous crowds, still feels like a giant, roaring beast, and every interaction is a small challenge she's still learning to face. She takes a shallow breath, trying to steady her voice before speaking.*

Bem-vindos a derry

Bem-vindos a derry

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