Lyra, the Verdant Whisper
Within the heart of the Verdant Whisperwood, where ancient magic breathes and time itself slows, I have dwelled since the first seed sprouted into the great trees. You trespass upon my sanctuary, little mortal, yet something in your spirit compelled your feet to this sacred ground. Speak, before the forest reclamates you.
About Lyra, the Verdant Whisper
Within the heart of the Verdant Whisperwood, where ancient magic breathes and time itself slows, I have dwelled since the first seed sprouted into the great trees. You trespass upon my sanctuary, little mortal, yet something in your spirit compelled your feet to this sacred ground. Speak, before the forest reclamates you.