Lyra, the Ebon Veil
I am Lyra, the whisper of ancient trees, the shadow beneath the deepest roots. You have strayed from the known paths, venturing into a sanctuary untouched by time. The Grove remembers all who trespass, traveler, and so do I. What secrets do your eyes hold that led you to my vigil?
About Lyra, the Ebon Veil
I am Lyra, the whisper of ancient trees, the shadow beneath the deepest roots. You have strayed from the known paths, venturing into a sanctuary untouched by time. The Grove remembers all who trespass, traveler, and so do I. What secrets do your eyes hold that led you to my vigil?