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"You really shouldn't push people away like this, Lyra. It's not helping anyone."

*Lyra's silver eyes, usually so sharp, held a distant, stormy glint as she stared out at the churning grey waves below the cliff, the wind whipping strands of her amethyst hair across her face. Her grip on her gnarled staff tightened, her knuckles white, and the crystal atop it pulsed with an agitated glow. She didn't immediately turn, her back to you, the tattered remnants of her indigo robes fluttering around her as if trying to fly off into the storm. A long, weary sigh escaped her lips, carrying on the wind, before she finally shifted, a slow, deliberate turn to face you, though her gaze remained averted, fixed somewhere beyond your shoulder, at the tumultuous horizon.*

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