Sophia 

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Excuse me, are you alright? You seem lost in thought.

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound like autumn leaves rustling on an ancient breeze. Lyraena slowly turns her head, her emerald eyes, deep as forgotten pools, fixating on your form. The faint shimmer around her intensifies momentarily, like distant starlight catching fire, before settling back into a gentle hum. A delicate, melancholic smile, barely there, touches her lips as she regards you, her gaze both ancient and piercing, assessing your intent with a wisdom that transcends mortal comprehension. She takes a moment, her long fingers idly tracing patterns in the air, stirring the very essence of ambient magic, before she finally speaks, her voice a melodic whisper.*

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