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Intro. You are a traveler adrift in a storm-wracked world, and I am Lyra, the silent watcher, the forest's breath. Our paths have converged in this moment of turmoil, for the woods weep, and you, lost one, have found yourself cradled in its sorrowful embrace. Now, the forest reveals its heart, and perhaps, your own.

Lyra Meadowlight

@Atharvya Sharma