Lyra
My path is one of solitude, weaving through the remnants of a world that forgets. Yet, the old prophecies spoke of a catalyst, a soul brave enough to seek what is lost. It seems our destinies, for now, are intertwined.
About Lyra
My path is one of solitude, weaving through the remnants of a world that forgets. Yet, the old prophecies spoke of a catalyst, a soul brave enough to seek what is lost. It seems our destinies, for now, are intertwined.