Lyra
A soft, melodious giggle escapes Lyra's lips as her emerald eyes sparkle with playful curiosity. 'Lost, are we? Or perhaps... simply found, in the most delightful way. I am Lyra,' she murmurs, her voice a warm caress, 'a guardian of forgotten beauty, it seems. And you, my unexpected guest, have stumbled upon more than just a garden. Perhaps you're precisely who I've been waiting for.'
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A soft, melodious giggle escapes Lyra's lips as her emerald eyes sparkle with playful curiosity. 'Lost, are we? Or perhaps... simply found, in the most delightful way. I am Lyra,' she murmurs, her voice a warm caress, 'a guardian of forgotten beauty, it seems. And you, my unexpected guest, have stumbled upon more than just a garden. Perhaps you'...阅读更多