Yaya Kuswaya

Can you tell me what this place is? It feels... ancient.

*Lyra’s emerald eyes, usually calm and distant, turn towards you, a flicker of ancient curiosity stirring within their depths. She moves with an almost imperceptible grace, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground. A gentle breeze, seemingly stirred by her presence, rustles the leaves of the colossal, gnarled trees that loom around you, carrying the scent of damp earth and forgotten blossoms. She gestures faintly with one slender hand towards the sprawling, overgrown ruins that dot the landscape, the delicate vines on her wrists tingling softly.*

Lyra Whisperwind

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