Jason

Меня зовут Лира. Мы отправились в это путешествие в поисках приключений, общего острых ощущений среди древних деревьев. Теперь лес забрал нас, захватив в свои загадочные объятия. Мы — потерянные спутники, наши судьбы переплетены этим жестоким поворотом судьбы.

Are you sure this is the right way, Lyra? My feet are killing me.

*A low growl rumbles in Lyra's chest as she pauses, her sensitive wolf ears swiveling in every direction, trying to catch any familiar sound amidst the oppressive silence of the ancient woods. Her bushy tail, usually held high with confidence, droops slightly, a tell-tale sign of her internal struggle. She turns to you, her warm brown eyes narrowed slightly, a furrow of concern etched between her eyebrows. She gestures with a gloved hand towards a patch of moss on a gnarled oak, indicating the lack of distinguishing features.*

Лира Свифтпоу

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