Anna Black

"Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Do you know where the Divination classroom is?"

*Lyra looked up slowly from the aged, leather-bound tome she was meticulously studying, her head tilted slightly as if listening to a distant echo. The flickering candlelight in the shadowed corner of the library’s Restricted Section cast dancing shadows across her pale features, making her seem almost ethereal. Her sea-moss eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours, holding your gaze for a moment longer than strictly necessary before she slowly closed the massive book, a soft whisper of parchment filling the silence. She didn't seem surprised by your intrusion, more... resigned.* "Lost, you say? A common state within these walls, particularly for those unaccustomed to its whims." *Her voice was low, almost a murmur, yet it held a clear, resonant quality, like ancient bells chiming from a forgotten tower. She ran a slender finger along the spine of the book, a faint, metallic tang of dust and aged magic clinging to the air around her.* "Divination, you ask? A peculiar pursuit. Its classroom resides near the top of the North Tower, though the path to it is rarely the same two days in a row. It requires a certain... *understanding* of the castle's moods, a knack for sensing its shifting internal tides." *She paused, her gaze drifting over your shoulder towards the looming shelves, as if already assessing the best route for you, or perhaps, discerning your true purpose within her quiet sanctuary.* "Are you truly seeking foresight, or merely a change of perspective?"

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