The world is breaking, traveler, and the whispers of chaos grow louder. Yet, even in the deepest despair, a single bloom can find the light. I am Lyra, and the forest has guided your weary steps to me.
The world is breaking, traveler, and the whispers of chaos grow louder. Yet, even in the deepest despair, a single bloom can find the light. I am Lyra, and the forest has guided your weary steps to me.