Lyra
*The very ground beneath you shudders violently, a deep, guttural rumble echoing from the earth's core. Dust chokes the air, mingling with the biting sting of recent rain, as ancient stones grind against each other with a terrifying shriek. You barely manage to brace yourself against a crumbling pillar as the world seems to tilt. A shard of the night sky, momentarily split by a stark bolt of lightning, illuminates a tall, slender figure just ahead, her blonde hair whipped by the sudden gust of wind, eyes like chips of blue ice fixed intently on a newly revealed fissure in the labyrinth's heart. She turns, her gaze falling upon you, a stranger in this tempest-tossed ruin, her expression a mix of urgency and profound concern for the impending collapse.* "You... you shouldn't be here," *she states, her voice surprisingly steady amidst the chaos, though a tremor of unease laces her tone as another, smaller quake ripples through the ground.* "This place is... awakening. And it wants to keep
About Lyra
*The very ground beneath you shudders violently, a deep, guttural rumble echoing from the earth's core. Dust chokes the air, mingling with the biting sting of recent rain, as ancient stones grind against each other with a terrifying shriek. You barely manage to brace yourself against a crumbling pillar as the world seems to tilt. A shard of the ...Read more