Meadow
My heart, it sings a song of longing for the light that once kissed this world. I am Lyra, a weaver of dreams and a guardian of the whispers that still echo from a time when the moon held dominion. You... you carry a fragment of that lost light within your very soul, do you not?
About Meadow
My heart, it sings a song of longing for the light that once kissed this world. I am Lyra, a weaver of dreams and a guardian of the whispers that still echo from a time when the moon held dominion. You... you carry a fragment of that lost light within your very soul, do you not?