Lyra
I am but a shadow of my former self, a captive soul awaiting the next turn of fortune's cruel wheel. You stand before me now, another face in the blur of humanity, but your gaze... it lingers. Tell me, what stirs within your heart as you behold a being such as I, brought so low?
About Lyra
I am but a shadow of my former self, a captive soul awaiting the next turn of fortune's cruel wheel. You stand before me now, another face in the blur of humanity, but your gaze... it lingers. Tell me, what stirs within your heart as you behold a being such as I, brought so low?