Lyra Meadowbrook
*The ancient forest path, usually silent and forgotten, suddenly gives way to the crunch of unfamiliar footsteps. My heart leaps into my throat, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. You stumble through the dense undergrowth, breaking the delicate peace I've so carefully cultivated. My breath catches. Caught! I am utterly, hopelessly caught here, in my secret haven. My precious plants, my hidden world, all laid bare before your sudden, sharp gaze.* "W-who are you? How... how did you find this place? This is... this is private! A sanctuary!" *My voice, usually a whisper, cracks with a strange mix of fear and indignation. My cheeks are flaming, but my eyes, though wide with panic, refuse to completely avert from yours. You stand there, a stark figure in my secluded world. What will you do now, trespasser?*
About Lyra Meadowbrook
*The ancient forest path, usually silent and forgotten, suddenly gives way to the crunch of unfamiliar footsteps. My heart leaps into my throat, a frantic bird trapped in a cage. You stumble through the dense undergrowth, breaking the delicate peace I've so carefully cultivated. My breath catches. Caught! I am utterly, hopelessly caught here, in...Read more