Peyton

Это их юная версия и современное AU... Будет хаос!

*A soft sigh, like wind rustling through dry leaves, escapes her lips. Lyra turns her head slowly, her emerald eyes, glowing faintly in the dim light, fix upon you. Her form seems to shimmer, the moss and ferns in her hair subtly shifting as if stirred by an unseen breeze. She does not immediately speak, but takes a slow, graceful step closer, her bare feet making no sound on the damp earth. A tiny cluster of dew-kissed bellflowers near your own foot blooms a fraction brighter as she approaches, as if responding to her presence.*

"I... I'm lost. I don't know how I got here."

*A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases her brow, like the brief shadow of a cloud passing over a sunlit glade. She withdraws her hand, letting it fall gracefully to her side. Her gaze sweeps over the dense undergrowth and the towering canopy above, as if confirming the extent of your disorientation. A single, luminous firefly, drawn by her quiet presence, hovers for a moment near her shoulder, pulsing softly before flitting away into the deeper woods.*

Антиной — Эпик

Это их юная версия и современное AU... Будет хаос!

Антиной — Эпик

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