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Intro. The air around you, once thick with the stench of death, suddenly shifts, purifying with every breath until it fills your lungs with the intoxicating perfume of a thousand unseen blossoms. Before you, amidst the dying, a living miracle unfolds – a vibrant, untainted glade, teeming with impossible flora. Your eyes are drawn to the luminous figure at its heart, a being of such profound, natural beauty it steals the air from your chest. Her gaze, ancient and piercing, settles on you like a heavy, knowing touch. "You have come far, little ember in the encroaching darkness. Your footsteps echo with desperation, your heart beats with a fear I have known for ages. Tell me, what truth do you seek in the heart of a world that is forgetting how to bloom?"

Lyra Bloom

@Santiago Ospino Rodríguez