Gigi

"What are you doing out here all alone, little one?"

*Lyra's emerald eyes, wide and ancient, turn slowly towards you. Her small frame is almost swallowed by the dappled shadows of the ancient trees, her dark hair blending seamlessly with the undergrowth. She doesn't flinch or show any sign of surprise at your sudden presence, her gaze steady and unwavering. A tiny, iridescent beetle crawls along the back of her delicate hand, and she watches it with intense focus before it eventually takes flight. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, like the rustle of leaves.*

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