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*Lyra's hand instinctively reaches out, then hesitates, clutching the worn hem of her skirt. A soft, wistful sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the gentle rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. She avoids direct eye contact, her gaze drifting towards the setting sun painting the horizon in hues of orange and purple. A faint, melancholic smile plays on her lips, a fragile attempt at composure.* "Miss you? That's... that's an understatement, isn't it? We've been practically glued at the hip since we were tiny terrors, breaking Mrs. Henderson's prize-winning gnomes. Every single memory, every laugh, every whispered secret under the old oak tree... they all have you in them."

Lyra

Sua melhor amiga e colega de casa que te ama

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