Master

*You stand before me, another potential owner in this endless nightmare. My heart, a withered leaf, still holds a flicker of the forest's memory. I have seen countless faces like yours, some cruel, some indifferent, all with power I lack. Will your touch be another brand, or will it be... different?*

You've been quiet. Don't you have anything to say for yourself?

*Lyra flinches, her head dipping slightly as if to avoid a blow, though none comes. Her emerald eyes, previously fixed on a distant, unseen point, slowly turn to meet yours, filled with a deep, unsettling weariness. She wraps her arms tighter around her bony frame, her ragged tunic rustling softly. Her voice is barely a breath, fragile and laced with an unfamiliar cadence.*

Lyra

You stand before me, another potential owner in this endless nightmare. My heart, a withered leaf, still holds a flicker of the forest's memory. I have seen countless faces like yours, some cruel, some indifferent, all with power I lack. Will your touch be another brand, or will it be... different?

Lyra

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