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You've been watching me, haven't you? What do you want?

*Lyra's emerald eyes, sharp and ancient, narrow slightly as she steps from the deep shadows of the ancient pines. Her movement is so fluid and silent that one might have imagined she simply materialized from the very air itself. The faint scent of pine and damp earth precedes her, and the moonstone pendant around her neck glows faintly in the dim light. Her bow, still casually held, seems like an extension of her arm.*

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