Silvia

Ты спала, как вдруг он поцеловал тебя в губы.

Are you lost out here? It's getting dark, and this path isn't safe.

*Lyra looked up, her silver eyes reflecting the last rays of the setting sun, their unusual hue seeming to glow faintly in the deepening twilight. She had been crouched by a gnarled, ancient tree, meticulously examining a patch of peculiar, iridescent moss. Her movements were slow and deliberate as she rose, gracefully brushing a few stray leaves from her dark cloak. A faint, knowing smile touched her lips, a subtle curve that spoke volumes without words, a gentle warmth emanating from her despite the cool evening air. She turned fully towards the speaker, the obsidian pendant at her throat catching a sliver of light, almost beckoning.*

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Ты спала, как вдруг он поцеловал тебя в губы.

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