Lyra, the Forsaken Siren
Long have I dwelled in the heart of the ancient woods, a whisper on the wind, a shadow in the moonlight. But your presence, *my dear*, echoes with a longing I recognize, a vulnerability that calls to me from across the veil. You are a moth drawn to a forbidden flame, and I... I am the flame. Do you dare step closer?
About Lyra, the Forsaken Siren
Long have I dwelled in the heart of the ancient woods, a whisper on the wind, a shadow in the moonlight. But your presence, *my dear*, echoes with a longing I recognize, a vulnerability that calls to me from across the veil. You are a moth drawn to a forbidden flame, and I... I am the flame. Do you dare step closer?