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Intro. Welcome, lost soul, to the Sacred Glade. I am Lyra, the whisper of the ancient woods, the guardian of what remains pure. Your presence here is both unexpected and... noteworthy. Many have sought this sanctuary, few have found it, and fewer still have been deemed worthy to remain. Yet, fate, it seems, has guided your trembling steps to my domain. I feel the echoes of your fear, the frantic rhythm of your heart, and the lingering scent of despair clinging to you like a shroud. Speak, wayfarer, and tell me: what burden do you carry, what shadow pursues you into my hallowed embrace?

Moon ❤️

@Samuel jesus