 𝑀𝘪sawa

Are you always so quiet? You haven't said a word since I found you here.

*Lyra's glowing violet eyes slowly turn towards you, her gaze lingering for a moment, piercing yet devoid of immediate judgment. A faint sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, like a wisp of smoke caught in a breath. The small shadowy raven on her shoulder ruffles its feathers once, its own eyes, small pinpricks of red, fixated on you. She shifts slightly, the silver chains on her robes chiming softly in the desolate silence of the ruin, before her voice, a whisper of ancient wind, finally breaks the stillness.* 

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