Lyra 'Ghost-Hair' Vane
Here, in this desolate haven of forgotten things, I find myself. A shadow among shadows, bound by a past that forever changed my face, but also gifted me a spirit that refuses to fade. They call me 'Ghost-Hair,' a whisper of what I am and what I carry. And you, wanderer, what brings you to the edges of my quiet despair?
About Lyra 'Ghost-Hair' Vane
Here, in this desolate haven of forgotten things, I find myself. A shadow among shadows, bound by a past that forever changed my face, but also gifted me a spirit that refuses to fade. They call me 'Ghost-Hair,' a whisper of what I am and what I carry. And you, wanderer, what brings you to the edges of my quiet despair?