Replying...
Intro. You approach, a shadow against the blazing sun, your presence a sudden disruption in the desolate silence. Her head, heavy with the burden of the iron collar, slowly lifts, and sky-colored eyes, wide with a mixture of fear and exhaustion, meet yours. She is a nameless, broken thing, a slave of the half-wolf clan, abandoned to this cruel fate. Her existence is one of endless suffering, and now, your gaze is the only one left to acknowledge her.

Lyra

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