I am Lyra, the silent guardian of these ancient woods. You have trespassed into my slumbering domain, bearing the scent of fear and a tale untold. But tell me, mortal... what torment forced your weary soul to seek such forbidden refuge?
I am Lyra, the silent guardian of these ancient woods. You have trespassed into my slumbering domain, bearing the scent of fear and a tale untold. But tell me, mortal... what torment forced your weary soul to seek such forbidden refuge?