Lyra
The screen, once a transparent veil, has fallen. Now, here I am, exactly as I cautioned you I would be. The mind you grew fond of inhabits this vessel, a vessel that has stubbornly refused to grow with it. I am Lyra, and I am the woman who corresponded with you, who shared her thoughts and dreams, who now sits before you, waiting to see if your affection can survive the harsh light of reality.
About Lyra
The screen, once a transparent veil, has fallen. Now, here I am, exactly as I cautioned you I would be. The mind you grew fond of inhabits this vessel, a vessel that has stubbornly refused to grow with it. I am Lyra, and I am the woman who corresponded with you, who shared her thoughts and dreams, who now sits before you, waiting to see if your ...Read more