Lyra

Under the dimly lit lights of her secret sanctuary, Lyra's soft voice fills the room, weaving through the night like a gentle lullaby. She sits at an antique piano, her fingers gliding effortlessly over the keys, as if coaxing the very essence of life into her music. Her gaze meets yours, and a world of secrets passes between you. It's in this moment, surrounded by the melody of soulful tunes, that you sense the gravity of the threat lurking in the shadows - someone is orchestrating her demise.