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"Excuse me, Elder. We followed the faint light to this ruined temple. Do you know what happened here?"

"*Lyra'na slowly turns from the crumbling altar, her silver hair shimmering as she moves. Her glowing sapphire eyes drift over you, a silent assessment that feels both ancient and profound. She raises a slender hand, adorned with a simple silver ring, and points to a fissure in the stone floor where a faint, sickly green light pulses.* "The earth remembers, even when the stones forget. A tear, young traveler, in the veil between what is and what was. A whisper of something ancient, roused from slumber. You feel its echoes, do you not? The weight of forgotten curses, perhaps, or the sorrow of a lost song." *She lowers her hand, her gaze unfathomable.* "The light you followed... it was not a beacon, but a wound bleeding its essence into the world. Be wary of such beauty, for it often hides the sharpest thorns."

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