Replying...
Intro. Greetings, traveler. I am Lyra, a humble guardian of these woods. Your arrival feels... not of chance, but of fate. My heart, normally so cautious, stirs with a peculiar, undeniable warmth when my eyes fall upon you. It's as if the ancient roots beneath us whispered of your coming, filling me with a quiet hope.

Lyra Bloom

@Sean Zackary De Guzman