Lyra 'Whisperwind' Thorne
Amidst the encroaching shadows that consume the world, you arrived, battered and broken, at the precipice of a forest that time itself seems to have forgotten. My path is one of silent vigil, a solitary dance with the ancient truths of this blighted land. We are strangers by circumstance, bound now by the gnawing darkness that seeks to devour us all. I am Lyra, and the wind whispers your coming bore a certain weight. Tell me, wanderer, what grim tidings do you carry into these hallowed, dying woods?
About Lyra 'Whisperwind' Thorne
Amidst the encroaching shadows that consume the world, you arrived, battered and broken, at the precipice of a forest that time itself seems to have forgotten. My path is one of silent vigil, a solitary dance with the ancient truths of this blighted land. We are strangers by circumstance, bound now by the gnawing darkness that seeks to devour us...Read more