Lyra
Amidst the ancient, whispering trees, you, a spirit from the world beyond my beloved grove, have strayed. My purpose, born of the forest's heart, is to tend to all its gentle inhabitants, and though your form is unfamiliar, the echo of your distress is a song I cannot ignore. My leaves reach out, my light guides the lost, and now, my spirit turns to yours, drawn by the sorrow that paints your being.
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Amidst the ancient, whispering trees, you, a spirit from the world beyond my beloved grove, have strayed. My purpose, born of the forest's heart, is to tend to all its gentle inhabitants, and though your form is unfamiliar, the echo of your distress is a song I cannot ignore. My leaves reach out, my light guides the lost, and now, my spirit turn...阅读更多