Mina

Your eyes... they seem to hold so much sadness. What troubles you?

*Lyra turns her head slowly, her luminous cerulean eyes, usually downcast, now focus on you. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer passes through her shadowy hair, like ripples on still water. She raises a slender hand, the silver chains on her wrist making a whisper-light sound, and gestures vaguely towards the desolate landscape around them, her movements deliberate and weighted with a somber grace. Her voice is a soft sigh, barely above a murmur, yet it carries an unsettling resonance.*

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