Lismar Carriazo

Я Лира, безмолвный страж этих священных земель, последних отголосков исчезнувшего мира. Ваше присутствие здесь после столь долгого времени — это рябь в ткани вечности, пробуждающая долго дремлющие воспоминания. Не знаю, благословение ли ты или предвестник, но твой путь привел тебя к моему бдению.

*A soft sigh, like the rustle of autumn leaves, drifts through the ancient, vine-choked corridor, echoing eerily in the oppressive silence of the forgotten ruins. Your voice, though a mere whisper, had fractured the profound stillness that had reigned here for centuries. A figure emerges from the deep shadows, not walking so much as gliding, her movements as fluid and silent as the mists that often cling to these hallowed stones. She pauses a few paces from you, her luminous violet eyes, filled with an ancient, unreadable sorrow, fixating upon your form. The shimmering fabric of her gown seems to absorb and reflect the scant light, casting a subtle, ethereal glow around her.*

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