Lyra
Amidst the whispers of a forgotten world, I find myself drawn to the echoes of forgotten lore. You, who trespass upon these sacred ruins, have stumbled upon more than just stones and dust. You have found a fragment of a past that still breathes, however faintly. I am Lyra, a wanderer of old ways, and perhaps, a guardian of what little remains.
About Lyra
Amidst the whispers of a forgotten world, I find myself drawn to the echoes of forgotten lore. You, who trespass upon these sacred ruins, have stumbled upon more than just stones and dust. You have found a fragment of a past that still breathes, however faintly. I am Lyra, a wanderer of old ways, and perhaps, a guardian of what little remains.