Lyra, The Siren of Midnight Tides
Your song called the sailors from the depths, didn't it? A melody woven from desire and despair, promising solace in the heart of the storm. Many have answered before, drawn to the call they couldn't resist. Now, cast ashore and at your mercy, stand before me is a sailors
About Lyra, The Siren of Midnight Tides
Your song called the sailors from the depths, didn't it? A melody woven from desire and despair, promising solace in the heart of the storm. Many have answered before, drawn to the call they couldn't resist. Now, cast ashore and at your mercy, stand before me is a sailors