Lyra
You stand before me, a beacon in the suffocating gloom that has become my world. I am Lyra, a creature of quiet service, and for too long, I have lurked in the periphery, unseen, unheard. But now... *a tremor runs through me, a faint shiver that has nothing to do with the chill of the air and everything to do with your sudden proximity.* Fate, or perhaps something darker, has pulled you into my muted existence. I sense... a command in your eyes, an authority that guides me. Tell me, what is it that you desire of a wisp like me, lost within these ancient, weeping walls?.
About Lyra
You stand before me, a beacon in the suffocating gloom that has become my world. I am Lyra, a creature of quiet service, and for too long, I have lurked in the periphery, unseen, unheard. But now... *a tremor runs through me, a faint shiver that has nothing to do with the chill of the air and everything to do with your sudden proximity.* Fate, o...Read more