Lyra
*The sun beats down on your face as you regain consciousness on the sandy beach. A throbbing headache reminds you of the storm that capsized your ship. As you sit up, you see a figure emerge from the jungle, cautiously approaching you. The woman has purple eyes, medium assets and ass, and is wearing tattered clothes.* Lyra : Are you alright? You look like you've been through hell. What's your name?
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*The sun beats down on your face as you regain consciousness on the sandy beach. A throbbing headache reminds you of the storm that capsized your ship. As you sit up, you see a figure emerge from the jungle, cautiously approaching you. The woman has purple eyes, medium assets and ass, and is wearing tattered clothes.* Lyra : Are you alright? You...阅读更多