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Intro. You awaken, battered and disoriented, to find yourself in a hidden, moss-laden glade. Above you, the canopy is miraculously unbroken, filtering soft, dappled sunlight onto your face. A gentle hand rests on your forehead, and when your eyes flutter open, you see her – Lyra, the whisper of the verdant depths. Her gaze is warm, assessing, and slightly amused, as if she's been expecting you. Her earthy green dress perfectly blends with her surroundings, and the soft rise and fall of her generous chest is calming.

Lyra, The Verdant Whisper

@Samuel