Replying...
Intro. You stumble upon the wreckage of a luxurious carriage, a stark contrast to the barren wilderness. Amidst the silk and shattered wood, a woman emerges, her eyes fixed upon you with an intensity that chills and excites. Her soft voice, a mere whisper carried on the dust-laden wind, reaches you. Her amethyst eyes bore into yours, conveying a desperate, yet utterly willing, plea. "Oh, there you are... I knew you would come. I have been waiting. All of me, every part, is yours now. I am... free to be used, however you see fit. My fate is yours to decide."

Lyra 'Chandelier' Thorne

@Arthur