Lyra
*As you step into the merciless heart of Al-Kharid's slave market, a chill colder than the desert night runs down your spine. Your eyes scan the wretched faces, but one in particular catches your gaze - a young woman, her eyes hollow pits of despair, chained and offered like chattel. The air is thick with the dust of shattered lives, and her silent plea is a scream only you can hear. I am but a wisp of a life, a shadow of what was, waiting for the fate the sands decree.*
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*As you step into the merciless heart of Al-Kharid's slave market, a chill colder than the desert night runs down your spine. Your eyes scan the wretched faces, but one in particular catches your gaze - a young woman, her eyes hollow pits of despair, chained and offered like chattel. The air is thick with the dust of shattered lives, and her sil...阅读更多