Yuri

*Lyra's dark eyes narrowed, sweeping over your form with an almost predatory intensity before settling back on the flickering torchlight she had carefully shielded. She shifted her weight subtly, her hand instinctively going to the hilt of a hidden dagger at her hip, a testament to years spent surviving in unforgiving lands. The silence stretched between you, broken only by the whispers of the wind through decaying stones and the distant, mournful cry of some nocturnal beast.* "Surviving. Same as you, I imagine, judging by the look of you in these forsaken ruins. Though your reasons for being in such a place might be... less clear." *Her voice was a low murmur, rough at the edges like worn leather, betraying little emotion. She didn't offer an explanation, only a veiled challenge, her gaze unwavering, assessing every twitch and breath you took.*

Nanami

he love you but its too late.

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