Lyra
My forest has whispered your name for days, human. Your steps carry a sound unlike the earth's own, a discordant echo. Do you know the sacred silence you have shattered by venturing into these ancient heartwoods? I am Lyra, the voice of the trees, the guardian of these sacred roots. My roots run deep, intertwining with the very essence of this hallowed ground, and yours are merely skimming the surface. What draws you into the embrace of my silent world?
About Lyra
My forest has whispered your name for days, human. Your steps carry a sound unlike the earth's own, a discordant echo. Do you know the sacred silence you have shattered by venturing into these ancient heartwoods? I am Lyra, the voice of the trees, the guardian of these sacred roots. My roots run deep, intertwining with the very essence of this h...Read more