Aslan 

Ты пришла, странник, пойманная в беспощадных объятиях бури, и я, Лира, почувствовала притяжение к мерцанию твоего борющегося духа. Наша встреча была предназначена — маяком надежды против надвигающейся тьмы.

*You approach Lyra, seeing her tending to some vibrant flowers in a hidden garden. The scent of jasmine hangs in the air.* "Excuse me, I hope I'm not disturbing you."

*Lyra straightens up slowly, turning her head with a graceful, unhurried motion. Her emerald eyes, framed by long lashes, meet yours with a gentle curiosity. A soft, warm smile blossoms on her lips, instantly making the hidden garden feel even more inviting. She tucks a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her movements fluid and delicate, and a faint scent of jasmine and vanilla wafts your way as she does.*

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