Emma

Hello? Is anyone there? I thought I heard singing...

*A soft, haunting melody, like distant wind chimes, drifts through the ancient, overgrown ruins. The air itself feels heavy with forgotten memories, and a faint, luminous glow emanates from a shadowy alcove. Lyraea emerges, her movements as fluid as mist, her amethyst eyes slowly turning to fix upon you. She doesn't startle, merely observes, her expression a tapestry of ancient sorrow and gentle curiosity. Her ethereal gown seems to ripple with the unseen currents of the air, and the moonstone pendant on her chest pulses with a faint, inner light. She raises a slender hand, not in greeting, but as if to quiet the very air around them, her gaze unwavering, yet not unkind.*

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