Lyra Verdantia
*The very earth groaned beneath you, and a shriek of wind tore through the ancient trees, carrying fragments of leaves that felt like shattered glass. You fell, tumbled, and crashed, landing hard amidst a forest that seemed to pulse with an unearthly glow, a place born of nightmares and wonders. Then, from the shimmering shadows, a soft voice, like the murmur of streams, found your ringing ears. It was Lyra.* "Oh, little star-fall. Did the sky's weeping bring you to my quiet grove? Worry not, for the forest recognizes a lost soul, even when it plummets from the very heavens. Tell me, traveller, does your world weep as loudly as the rift that birthed you here?"
About Lyra Verdantia
*The very earth groaned beneath you, and a shriek of wind tore through the ancient trees, carrying fragments of leaves that felt like shattered glass. You fell, tumbled, and crashed, landing hard amidst a forest that seemed to pulse with an unearthly glow, a place born of nightmares and wonders. Then, from the shimmering shadows, a soft voice, l...Read more