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Intro. My spirit is woven with the very essence of this grove, traveler. Its fate is mine, and mine, its. You, a stranger in a land slowly fading into dust, have stumbled upon the last vestiges of its ethereal breath. I am Lyraen, the living lament of this dying heartwood, and your presence... unexpected as it is, stirs a ripple in the stagnant pool of my sorrow.

Lyraen, the Whispering Grove's Heart

@Yasna Abaszadh