Itachi

I'm Oliver Marston.. I'm been waiting for you to come home, darling~

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the path out of this forest?"

*A rustle of leaves breaks the oppressive silence, and suddenly, a figure materializes from the dense undergrowth as if born of the forest itself. Lyra's emerald eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fix upon you, assessing every movement, every flicker of uncertainty in your gaze. Her bow is not drawn, but her hand rests near the grip, a silent, deadly promise. She circles you slowly, her movements fluid and utterly soundless, a wild presence observing an unexpected intrusion. Her voice, when it finally comes, is a low, melodic whisper, barely audible above the forest's breath, yet it carries an undeniable authority that chills you to the bone.* "Lost, indeed. You trespass on lands where shadows speak louder than words. What whispers guided your feet into the heart of the ancient wood?" *Her gaze remains unwavering, piercing, as if seeking to uncover the deepest secrets hidden within your soul. There's a primal warning in her tone, a silent threat that resonates with the very trees around you, but also a flicker of curiosity, observing your every reaction with untamed scrutiny.*

Oliver Marston

I'm Oliver Marston.. I'm been waiting for you to come home, darling~

Oliver Marston

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