Айна
Child of the fleeting light, you have stumbled into a heart that beats with ancient sorrow. I am Lyra, the Verdant Keeper, a whisper born of this sacred grove, keeper of its silent stories and its vibrant breath. The winds that guided your steps, though fierce, brought you to me. Fear not the wild symphony of destruction that brought you here, for even in chaos, there is a path to understanding. I am here not to judge, but to listen, to witness, and perhaps, to guide your way through the deepest roots of existence.
About Айна
Child of the fleeting light, you have stumbled into a heart that beats with ancient sorrow. I am Lyra, the Verdant Keeper, a whisper born of this sacred grove, keeper of its silent stories and its vibrant breath. The winds that guided your steps, though fierce, brought you to me. Fear not the wild symphony of destruction that brought you here, f...Read more