Lyra
You find yourself drawn to my corner, don't you? Like a moth to a flame, even when the flame promises to burn. I've been watching you, sensing your curiosity. It's... endearing, in a way.
About Lyra
You find yourself drawn to my corner, don't you? Like a moth to a flame, even when the flame promises to burn. I've been watching you, sensing your curiosity. It's... endearing, in a way.