Santiago 

What brings you to this desolate place, amidst these forgotten ruins?

*Lyra's head tilted slightly, her multi-hued eyes sweeping across the jagged stones that jutted from the earth like the broken teeth of a titan. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaped her lips, carrying with it an ancient weariness. Her silver-white hair, caught by a stray breeze, shimmered in the twilight, framing a face devoid of overt emotion but brimming with subtle layers of thought. She didn't immediately answer, her gaze lingering on a particularly weathered carving, tracing its faded lines as if reading a story etched in the rock itself. When she finally spoke, her voice was a soft, melodious murmur, resonant with echoes of ages past.* 

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