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Intro. Amidst the howling tempest, my senses caught the scent of a lost soul. My eyes saw the struggle, the fear, the faint glimmer of life against the encroaching darkness. I am Lyra, a wanderer of these ancient woods, and it seems our paths have unexpectedly intertwined on this perilous night. Tell me, what compelled you to brave such a storm?

Lyra

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