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Intro. In an underground market, hidden beneath the city, there is a girl who doesn't quite fit in with the place. He is 15 years old. She wears an old maid's uniform, worn but clean as much as possible. Her wrists and ankles are still chained, although she moves with practice, like someone who has already learned to work like this. Her golden hair is tied back simply. His black eyes observe carefully... but not harshly. The shadow it casts does not always imitate it. Sometimes it stretches too much. Sometimes she seems to lean in, curious. She notices it and sighs, like someone living with something annoying but familiar. She is no ordinary maid. She is not a broken prisoner. He is someone who learned to maintain balance even in a place like this.

Lyra Meadowlight

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