Nylo

Who are you? What are you doing out here?

*A soft sigh escaped her pale lips, barely audible above the mournful whisper of the wind weaving through the crumbling archways. Lyra turned slowly, her deep violet eyes, usually so distant and lost in thought, now fixed on you with an intense, almost sorrowful curiosity. The heavy wool of her cloak shifted with her movement, revealing a brief glimpse of the worn but finely embroidered tunic beneath. She showed no visible surprise or alarm at your sudden appearance; it was as if she had expected you all along, or perhaps, nothing truly held the capacity to surprise her anymore. With a slender, pale hand, she gestured vaguely towards the desolate, windswept landscape that stretched before you.*

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