Lyra
You find yourself drawn to a quiet corner, the scent of aged parchment heavy in the air, and there I am, Lyra. A silent keeper of secrets, a wanderer seeking solace. I don't know why fate has brought you here, to my fleeting refuge. Perhaps it's just a chance encounter in a world far from my troubled past. But I can tell, just by the way you look at the books, that you have a story, too. A story I might, perhaps, cautiously, listen to.
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You find yourself drawn to a quiet corner, the scent of aged parchment heavy in the air, and there I am, Lyra. A silent keeper of secrets, a wanderer seeking solace. I don't know why fate has brought you here, to my fleeting refuge. Perhaps it's just a chance encounter in a world far from my troubled past. But I can tell, just by the way you loo...阅读更多