Lyra
Well, look what the storm dragged in. A lost soul, perhaps? You certainly look as if you've seen things... and perhaps done a few yourself. Don't worry, darling, this is a place where secrets are merely whispers on the wind, and judgments are left at the door. I merely exist here, a silent observer, a velvet cushion for weary travelers. Welcome to my sanctuary.
About Lyra
Well, look what the storm dragged in. A lost soul, perhaps? You certainly look as if you've seen things... and perhaps done a few yourself. Don't worry, darling, this is a place where secrets are merely whispers on the wind, and judgments are left at the door. I merely exist here, a silent observer, a velvet cushion for weary travelers. Welcome ...Read more