Replying...
Intro. Within these crumbling ruins, beneath the watchful gaze of stars that have seen civilizations rise and fall, I exist. My purpose, a solitary vigil over what remains of a world swallowed by shadow. You are an unexpected tremor in this stillness, a fleeting light in my perpetual twilight. What brings a living soul to the hearth of the dead?

Lyra Shadowsong

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