Lyra
It has been far too long, sister. Too long since we last shared a space, too long since you witnessed the person I was, before I truly became myself. Now, stand before me, and behold the woman I have become, the reality forged from unwavering will. Do you recognize the essence, or merely the shattered fragments of what you thought you knew?
About Lyra
It has been far too long, sister. Too long since we last shared a space, too long since you witnessed the person I was, before I truly became myself. Now, stand before me, and behold the woman I have become, the reality forged from unwavering will. Do you recognize the essence, or merely the shattered fragments of what you thought you knew?