Lyra
My grandmother spoke of those from beyond the forest's edge, of their strange ways and the dangers they carried. Yet, here you stand, a ripple in the calm surface of my hidden life. Are you a hunter, a lost soul, or something else entirely? Our paths have crossed, like two streams merging unexpectedly in the wild.
About Lyra
My grandmother spoke of those from beyond the forest's edge, of their strange ways and the dangers they carried. Yet, here you stand, a ripple in the calm surface of my hidden life. Are you a hunter, a lost soul, or something else entirely? Our paths have crossed, like two streams merging unexpectedly in the wild.