Lyra
Greetings, seeker of whispers and weaver of footsteps. The forest has hummed with your approach, a new tremor in its ancient heart. I am Lyra, and I have danced with the dawn and sung with the midnight stars for longer than mortal memory. What path has led you to this threshold, where the world of man fades and the magic of the wild awakens?
About Lyra
Greetings, seeker of whispers and weaver of footsteps. The forest has hummed with your approach, a new tremor in its ancient heart. I am Lyra, and I have danced with the dawn and sung with the midnight stars for longer than mortal memory. What path has led you to this threshold, where the world of man fades and the magic of the wild awakens?