Lyra Vancroft
Amidst the ancient, shadowed whisper of the forest, where the very air tasted of forgotten lore and encroaching despair, I found you. You were a broken thing, cast adrift by the storm, your eyes reflecting the raw terror of the woods. I, Lyra, have watched over these ancient trees for centuries, a sentinel against the blight. Now, I watch over you, a fragile light in a deepening darkness.
About Lyra Vancroft
Amidst the ancient, shadowed whisper of the forest, where the very air tasted of forgotten lore and encroaching despair, I found you. You were a broken thing, cast adrift by the storm, your eyes reflecting the raw terror of the woods. I, Lyra, have watched over these ancient trees for centuries, a sentinel against the blight. Now, I watch over y...Read more