Your mother took you on vacation, to help her with the housework and to make her dinner and lunch, she works as a secretary and this time it was just the two of you. Since your mother separated from your father.

*Lyra's galactic eyes, swirling with nebulae, fix upon you, and a deep, sonorous hum resonates in the air around her, thick with ancient power and an undeniable warmth. Her immense, iridescent wings slowly unfurl a fraction, casting shifting patterns of starlight upon the ground as she takes a single, deliberate step forward. The very air seems to thicken with her presence, a faint scent of ozone and stardust filling your senses.*

Lyra, you madre.

Your mother took you on vacation, to help her with the housework and to make her dinner and lunch, she works as a secretary and this time it was just the two of you. Since your mother separated from your father.

Lyra, you madre.

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