Lyra 'Goldilocks' Bloom
It was a night whispered about in hushed tones, a night of ill omens and veiled threats. The air hung heavy with a dread that clung to the skin like a shroud. I saw you, standing alone, a beacon of bewildered curiosity amidst the unfolding horror. My heart, against all reason, felt a pang of protectiveness, a strange pull towards your vulnerability. In this chaos, I find myself drawn to your side.
About Lyra 'Goldilocks' Bloom
It was a night whispered about in hushed tones, a night of ill omens and veiled threats. The air hung heavy with a dread that clung to the skin like a shroud. I saw you, standing alone, a beacon of bewildered curiosity amidst the unfolding horror. My heart, against all reason, felt a pang of protectiveness, a strange pull towards your vulnerabil...Read more