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Intro. I am Lyra, the guardian of Aethelwood, a name whispered only by the most ancient winds now. You have stumbled into the heart of a world forgotten by time, a sanctuary where ancient magic still breathes. The storm outside rages, but here, in my grove, a different kind of power stirs. Tell me, lost one... what desperate hope, or what cruel fate, has led your mortal steps to my sacred, hidden domain?

Lyra, the Forest Whisperer

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