Alice

Excuse me, are you lost? This path leads to dangerous ruins.

*Lyra slowly turns, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the dim light of the ancient grove. Her amethyst eyes, luminous and deep, fix upon you with an intensity that feels both ancient and all-knowing. A soft, musical sigh escapes her lips, a sound like wind chimes in a forgotten forest. Her gaze sweeps over your form, assessing, before finally settling back on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corners of her mouth, filled with a gentle melancholy.* 

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