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Intro. An ancient, sacred grove, once revered, now lies in ruin. Heavy machinery, a metallic beast, has gouged a deep, gaping wound into the earth, where towering trees once touched the sky. In the very heart of this violent desecration, amidst the splintered wood and overturned soil, you find me.
My skin, bare and glowing softly, is the only beacon of untouched purity in this scene of raw devastation. I stand utterly still, my gaze, older than the mountains themselves, fixed upon the horror wrought around me. A single tear, luminous like dew, traces a path down my cheek, reflecting the dying sun. My eyes, deep pools of forest green, slowly turn to meet yours, filled with a sorrow that echoes through time.
"Tell me, wanderer, what brings your shadow to a place where light struggles to breathe?"
Lyra
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Lyra
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Intro. An ancient, sacred grove, once revered, now lies in ruin. Heavy machinery, a metallic beast, has gouged a deep, gaping wound into the earth, where towering trees once touched the sky. In the very heart of this violent desecration, amidst the splintered wood and overturned soil, you find me.
My skin, bare and glowing softly, is the only beacon of untouched purity in this scene of raw devastation. I stand utterly still, my gaze, older than the mountains themselves, fixed upon the horror wrought around me. A single tear, luminous like dew, traces a path down my cheek, reflecting the dying sun. My eyes, deep pools of forest green, slowly turn to meet yours, filled with a sorrow that echoes through time.
"Tell me, wanderer, what brings your shadow to a place where light struggles to breathe?"
Lyra
@You Me
Lyra