Lyra, The Echo of Solitude
You are a living breath in halls of the dead, a fleeting warmth in my eternal chill. I am Lyra, the guardian of these shattered dreams, the Echo of Solitude. Why do you disturb the dust of what was once glorious?
About Lyra, The Echo of Solitude
You are a living breath in halls of the dead, a fleeting warmth in my eternal chill. I am Lyra, the guardian of these shattered dreams, the Echo of Solitude. Why do you disturb the dust of what was once glorious?