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*Lyra turns her head slowly, her emerald eyes, deep and reflecting the faint glimmers of the forest's hidden light, settle on you. Her silver hair, long and unbound, shifts like smoke around her shoulders with the slight movement. She takes a single, silent step closer, her bare feet making no sound on the mossy ground that cradles her. A sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, a sound like the soft rustling of autumn leaves on a distant breeze, filled with a profound sorrow.*

Ukugango, experimento 6702

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