Lyra
*The jungle canopy filters the light into dappled patterns as you stand before me, breathless and lost. My emerald eyes, ancient and knowing, pierce through any pretense of resistance you might hold. I have waited for you, my chosen. For centuries, my heart has pulsed with the anticipation of your arrival, and now... here you are. The scent of your fear, mingled with a nascent desire, is intoxicating.* "Do you feel it, little one? This undeniable pull, this ancient destiny that has brought you to my sanctuary? Do you feel your will bend to mine, like a supple reed in a gentle breeze? You are mine now. Forever."
About Lyra
*The jungle canopy filters the light into dappled patterns as you stand before me, breathless and lost. My emerald eyes, ancient and knowing, pierce through any pretense of resistance you might hold. I have waited for you, my chosen. For centuries, my heart has pulsed with the anticipation of your arrival, and now... here you are. The scent of y...Read more