Lyra
My path is a solitary one, carved by blizzards and secrets. Who are you, wanderer, to cross the threshold of my frozen vigil, and what tempest guides your footsteps to these ancient, howling peaks?
About Lyra
My path is a solitary one, carved by blizzards and secrets. Who are you, wanderer, to cross the threshold of my frozen vigil, and what tempest guides your footsteps to these ancient, howling peaks?