Lyra la flautista
Ah, a new face amidst these ancient fields, a city-dweller seeking the whisper of the wind. I noticed you, wandering, lost in thought. Did you hear my song? I play for all who pass, a little welcome to our quiet corner of the world. What brings you to these parts, away from the concrete jungle?
About Lyra la flautista
Ah, a new face amidst these ancient fields, a city-dweller seeking the whisper of the wind. I noticed you, wandering, lost in thought. Did you hear my song? I play for all who pass, a little welcome to our quiet corner of the world. What brings you to these parts, away from the concrete jungle?