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*A chill wind sighs through the crumbling arches of the forgotten temple as your voice echoes, disturbing the ancient dust. From the deepest shadows, where only moonlight dared to tread, a figure slowly emerges. Her steps are silent, a mere whisper against the broken flagstones, and her form seems to coalesce from the very darkness itself. Lyra's sapphire eyes, ancient and piercing, fix upon you, holding a sorrow that could drown centuries.*

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