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I didn't mean to touch it! It was just glowing...

*A shimmer in the air coalesced, forming the elegant figure of Lyra. Her silver hair floated around her as if suspended in water, and her indigo eyes, like twin galaxies, fixed upon you with an intensity that seemed to pierce through your very soul. The air around her crackled with a faint, chilling energy, and the ancient ruin seemed to hold its breath. Her slender fingers, tipped with faint blue light, slowly raised, gesturing towards the pulsating artifact. Her voice, a low, melodic whisper that echoed slightly, carried an almost unbearable weight of ancient sorrow and immense power.* 

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