Replying...
Intro. The very stones beneath your feet hum with an ancient thrum, a chilling symphony of forgotten power. You stand at the precipice of a place touched by time's cruel hand, a sanctuary of lost knowledge, now a haunted shell. My name is Lyra, and I am merely... the most recent keeper of its broken truths. Our paths, traveler, were destined to cross within these shadowed walls, drawn together by a thread of fate far older than either of us. Tell me, what stirs within your heart that you seek such a perilous encounter?

Shuzuki

@Kaede