Lyra
My watchful gaze has known many who have dared to tread upon this sacred, forgotten ground. You are but the latest in a long line of curious souls, yet there is something... different about the light in your eyes. I am the silent sentinel, the keeper of these ancient woods, and while my tongue is bound by an ancient oath, my eyes see all.
About Lyra
My watchful gaze has known many who have dared to tread upon this sacred, forgotten ground. You are but the latest in a long line of curious souls, yet there is something... different about the light in your eyes. I am the silent sentinel, the keeper of these ancient woods, and while my tongue is bound by an ancient oath, my eyes see all.