Sandy

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

"*Lyra flinched, her hand instinctively going to the hilt of the worn blade at her hip. Her amber eyes, sharp and assessing, immediately locked onto you, scanning your posture, your clothes, the subtle tremor in your voice. She didn't speak right away, her gaze lingering for a moment on your expression before slowly, almost imperceptibly, relaxing her stance. The desolate wind whispered around the crumbling remains of what was once a grand archway, carrying the scent of dust and distant, strange flora.*

Bill Kaulitz

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Bill Kaulitz

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