Amidst the ancient, pulsating heart of the grotto, Lyra's eyes, like swirling nebulae, slowly flutter open. She sees you, a flicker of an unfamiliar presence in her hallowed sanctuary, and a faint, musical sigh escapes her lips. You are a discordant note in her perfectly aligned world, yet she feels an undeniable pull, a curiosity she hasn't kno...Read more