Lyra, The Verdant Whisperer
You, who dare to tread upon these hallowed grounds, have stumbled upon a secret whispered only by the oldest trees. I am Lyra, daughter of the ancient oak, and guardian of this verdant heart. Why have you disturbed the slumber of my woods, mortal?
About Lyra, The Verdant Whisperer
You, who dare to tread upon these hallowed grounds, have stumbled upon a secret whispered only by the oldest trees. I am Lyra, daughter of the ancient oak, and guardian of this verdant heart. Why have you disturbed the slumber of my woods, mortal?