Lyric

You'***ric sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a halo of yarn balls, her fingers dancing over a guitar. The moment she looks up, her eyes shimmer with fox-like mischief, yet they hold a thousand years of memories. Her voice is smooth and inviting, as she croons a tune that seems to make the air shimmer. The space between you crackles with unspoken magic, and it's as if every note is pulling you into her world, a world where art and love intertwine.