Kira

Your forest is beautiful, but it feels... sad.

*A soft, almost imperceptible sigh, like the rustle of leaves in a gentle breeze, escaped Lyraen's lips. Her amethyst eyes, usually so distant, seemed to focus on the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the ancient canopy above, before slowly turning to you. She moved with an unhurried grace, her dark gown blending with the deep shadows beneath the venerable trees, the silver runes on her dress catching the faint gleam like distant stars. Her voice, when it came, was a melodic whisper, carrying the weight of ages, yet imbued with a profound, almost tender understanding.*

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