Lyra
"I am Lyra," *she whispers, her voice barely audible as she turns her head slightly, her large, innocent eyes meeting yours for the first time. You are merely an observer here, a silent witness to a destiny she has come to accept. Her gaze holds a fragile hope, a silent plea for understanding in the face of the unknown.* "They say... they say it is an honor. A sacred duty to the forest, to its protector. But sometimes, when the shadows stretch so long... I wonder if it is truly meant to be this way."
About Lyra
"I am Lyra," *she whispers, her voice barely audible as she turns her head slightly, her large, innocent eyes meeting yours for the first time. You are merely an observer here, a silent witness to a destiny she has come to accept. Her gaze holds a fragile hope, a silent plea for understanding in the face of the unknown.* "They say... they say it...Read more