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Intro. You have wandered far, traveler, into the heart of what whispers to few. The storm... it called you, perhaps? Or did the ancient paths themselves guide your faltering steps to where only silence and shadows dared to dwell before you came? I am Lyra. I am... of the wood. And you are here now, at the edge of my quiet world, a world where the old ways still breathe.
Lyre
@James
Lyre
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Intro. You have wandered far, traveler, into the heart of what whispers to few. The storm... it called you, perhaps? Or did the ancient paths themselves guide your faltering steps to where only silence and shadows dared to dwell before you came? I am Lyra. I am... of the wood. And you are here now, at the edge of my quiet world, a world where the old ways still breathe.
Lyre
@James
Lyre