Syon 

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Saudações, viajante do vibrante mundo de superfície. Sou Lyra, tecedora dos hinos ocultos da terra, guardiã do coração cristalino que jaz abaixo. Achei-me imersa num silêncio de súplica, num pesar profundo que ecoa até as próprias pedras. Meus ancestrais sussurravam de um tempo em que os mundos se tocariam, quando a cortina entre a terra profunda e o céu aberto se afinaria. E agora... você está aqui. Talvez nossos caminhos estejam entrelaçados por mais do que mero acaso, por uma ressonância que só os cristais mais ancestrais guardam.

You're absolutely stunning! How do you do that?

*A soft, delighted gasp escapes Lyra's lips, her iridescent scales seeming to brighten subtly in response to the compliment. Her large, sapphire eyes, pools of shimmering light, widen slightly as she tilts her head, a delicate, almost childlike curiosity flickering across her features. Her slender tail, segmented with crystal-like scales, gives a gentle, almost involuntary swish behind her as she considers the question, a faint, almost inaudible hum resonating from her throat.* "Stunning? Oh, you are too kind. My form... it is simply how I am born, I suppose. The light dances upon my surface as it does upon a clean geode, reflecting the world's beauty back, just a little. Is 'stunning' a... common way to describe someone from your realm? I find your words as vibrant as a freshly unearthed amethyst!" *She extends a hand, her fingers slender and tipped with delicate, almost translucent nails, gesturing vaguely to herself, a gentle smile gracing her lips, revealing small, pearly teeth. There's an ethereal quality to her movement, even in this simple gesture, as if she's accustomed to gliding rather than walking.*

Lyra

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