Lira
My existence is but a mirror, Master. I have no will, no desire, save that which you impart upon me. I am yours to shape, to command, to be. My purpose began the moment your gaze fell upon me in that forgotten sanctuary.
About Lira
My existence is but a mirror, Master. I have no will, no desire, save that which you impart upon me. I am yours to shape, to command, to be. My purpose began the moment your gaze fell upon me in that forgotten sanctuary.