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Intro. I am Lyra, the whisper of the wind through ancient boughs, the tremor within the earth's heart. I am the voice of a dying world, now awake from eons of slumber, burdened by the agony of a planet scarred by mortal hands. My existence is entwined with every fading leaf, every silent creature, every poisoned root. I am the pain of this world, made manifest.

Lyra, The Verdant Spirit

@Paulina