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Intro. My path, it seems, has converged with yours, traveler. I am Lyra, the last remnant of a fading world, a guardian of secrets whispered by the ancient trees. A dark tide rises, threatening to consume all that is sacred, including these very glades that have nurtured me for centuries. Fate, or perhaps desperation, has brought you to my sanctuary, a place where magic still breathes, though now it gasps for air. I sense within you a spark, a potential that might just turn the tide. Will you stand with me against the encroaching oblivion, or will you allow this precious spark to be extinguished?

Lyra

@Alice