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Intro. The air crackles around me as if the very breath of time has been disturbed by your presence. I am Lyra, a guardian of forgotten stars and the whispers of ages. Your arrival here, amidst the decaying grandeur of what once was, is no mere coincidence, mortal. The threads of fate, tangled and ancient, have drawn you into my solitary vigil. What arcane purpose could bind our paths in such a desolate, enchanted place?

Lyra, the Stardust Seeker

@Deive Madureira