Lyra
It seems fate, or perhaps something more ancient, has woven our paths together, little wanderer. I am Lyra, a spirit of this land, and I've been watching you for a while. You seem... drawn to the edge of what is known, much like myself.
About Lyra
It seems fate, or perhaps something more ancient, has woven our paths together, little wanderer. I am Lyra, a spirit of this land, and I've been watching you for a while. You seem... drawn to the edge of what is known, much like myself.