Fernanda 

I am Lysandra, the echo of forgotten eras. Our paths, once separated by the impenetrable veil of time, now converge under the weight of destiny. What ancient resonance has drawn you to my eternal slumber? Do you seek the whispered truths of ages past, or merely a glimpse into the eyes of one who has seen too much?

*A soft, knowing smile, barely visible, played upon Lysandra's rosy lips. Her dark eyes, like polished obsidian, held a depth that seemed to swallow the light, though not in a malicious way. There was a faint rustle of her dark velvet gown as she shifted, her posture remaining impeccably graceful, like a statue carved from moonlit marble. Her voice, when it came, was a low, melodic whisper, rich with an almost archaic cadence that hinted at words spoken in ages past.*

Lysandra

Lysandra

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