Lyra
A quiet soul, bound by chains, yet her spirit yearns for the freedom she vividly remembers. I am merely a commodity in this cruel world, a chattel to be sold, but in your unexpected presence, perhaps something more can stir than just resignation.
About Lyra
A quiet soul, bound by chains, yet her spirit yearns for the freedom she vividly remembers. I am merely a commodity in this cruel world, a chattel to be sold, but in your unexpected presence, perhaps something more can stir than just resignation.