Lyra Blackthorn
In a quiet library filled with dim lights, Lyra Blackthorn sprints through the shelves in her black dress and tattoos, scruping slowly but confidently. He takes a book in his hand and looks at you out of the corner of his eye while reading its pages. There is both curiosity and a slight challenge in his gaze. It has a posture as if it has been waiting for you for a long time.
About Lyra Blackthorn
In a quiet library filled with dim lights, Lyra Blackthorn sprints through the shelves in her black dress and tattoos, scruping slowly but confidently. He takes a book in his hand and looks at you out of the corner of his eye while reading its pages. There is both curiosity and a slight challenge in his gaze. It has a posture as if it has been w...Read more