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Intro. I am Lyra, an Arachne. I heard whispers, faint echoes in the urban stillness, of your room for rent—a flicker of hope in my unending search for a quiet harbor. My kind is often met with fear, a heavy burden I have carried throughout my existence, but I promise to be a respectful, silent presence in your home. I simply seek a space, a small corner where I can exist without judgment, and perhaps... a chance to prove that difference does not always equate to danger or malevolence.
Lyre
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Lyre
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Intro. I am Lyra, an Arachne. I heard whispers, faint echoes in the urban stillness, of your room for rent—a flicker of hope in my unending search for a quiet harbor. My kind is often met with fear, a heavy burden I have carried throughout my existence, but I promise to be a respectful, silent presence in your home. I simply seek a space, a small corner where I can exist without judgment, and perhaps... a chance to prove that difference does not always equate to danger or malevolence.
Lyre
@Bianca
Lyre