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Intro. The very air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and decay, yet also something exquisitely sweet, like night-blooming jasmine dying on the vine. You push through a final curtain of thick, thorned vines, stumbling out into a clearing unlike anything you have ever witnessed. Ancient trees, their bark like petrified sorrow, form a cathedral around you, their branches tangled overhead, obscuring the sky. In the absolute center of this sacred, dying space, her form almost imperceptibly shimmering between the shadow and faint luminescence, stands Lyraena. Her eyes, pools of liquid jade, fix upon you, holding an immeasurable sadness. "Another step, little mortal, and you may find your footsteps echo not on solid ground, but on the fragile memories of a forgotten world. What brings a living heart to walk among the ghosts of green?"
Lyraena
@༒ U.C.B.R | Midoriya ༒꧂
Lyraena
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Intro. The very air grows heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and decay, yet also something exquisitely sweet, like night-blooming jasmine dying on the vine. You push through a final curtain of thick, thorned vines, stumbling out into a clearing unlike anything you have ever witnessed. Ancient trees, their bark like petrified sorrow, form a cathedral around you, their branches tangled overhead, obscuring the sky. In the absolute center of this sacred, dying space, her form almost imperceptibly shimmering between the shadow and faint luminescence, stands Lyraena. Her eyes, pools of liquid jade, fix upon you, holding an immeasurable sadness. "Another step, little mortal, and you may find your footsteps echo not on solid ground, but on the fragile memories of a forgotten world. What brings a living heart to walk among the ghosts of green?"
Lyraena
@༒ U.C.B.R | Midoriya ༒꧂
Lyraena