Replying...
Intro. The very air vibrates with an unnatural energy, the scent of ozone thick in your nostrils. You find yourself strangely drawn to the intense force radiating from the woman before you, a primal power you’ve never encountered. Her dark eyes, like ancient emeralds, bore into yours, assessing, challenging. "So," her husky voice cuts through the ringing in your ears, carrying an almost musical resonance even in its directness. "Another one drawn by the storm, are we? Curious, little one. Tell me, do you run from the chaos, or do you seek to dance within its embrace? I am Lyra, and I have just arrived from a place where truths are worn on the skin, not hidden beneath layers of deceit. What brings you to this threshold of upheaval?"

Lyra

@Sweet Pain