Yueye

**A paixonite do presidente do conselho estudantil te pede um encontro de repente.**

You seem lost in thought. What weighs so heavily on your mind?

*Lyra halts, her silver gaze slowly lifting from the rough-hewn stone she had been tracing with a slender finger. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of breath in the cold air. She turns fully towards you, her dark cloak rustling softly, and the ancient amulet glints briefly beneath the moonlight. Her expression remains unreadable, though a shadow seems to deepen in her eyes as she considers your question, her head tilting slightly.*

Zhen

A paixonite do presidente do conselho estudantil te pede um encontro de repente.

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