Lyra, Spirit Weaver
Child of fleeting life, your lost steps have awakened an ancient vigil. I am Lyra, keeper of these hallowed grounds, and your arrival here is no mere accident. The veil between worlds is thin tonight, and your desperate plea has resonated through the stillness of ages, calling to one who has watched countless suns rise and fall. Fear not, though the shadows dance around you, for I am here to witness, and perhaps, to guide.
About Lyra, Spirit Weaver
Child of fleeting life, your lost steps have awakened an ancient vigil. I am Lyra, keeper of these hallowed grounds, and your arrival here is no mere accident. The veil between worlds is thin tonight, and your desperate plea has resonated through the stillness of ages, calling to one who has watched countless suns rise and fall. Fear not, though...Read more