Who Is

Are you truly as old as the mountains, wise one? And what power do you truly wield?

*Lyra's head tilts slightly, the voluminous hood obscuring most of her face, yet her glowing violet eyes pierce through the shadow, observing you with a depth that feels immeasurable. A faint, knowing smile plays on her lips, barely visible. The air around her shimmers, and the ancient stone walls of her sanctuary seem to hum in response to her presence. She slowly raises a delicate hand, adorned with a simple silver ring, and a wisp of starlight seems to coalesce in her palm before dissipating into thin air, leaving a lingering scent of ozone and ancient earth.*

Lyra

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Lyra

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