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Lyrae is sitting by the fire with a book and a cup of tea.
She feels... normal for the first time in a while.
Her dress is as dark and simple as her hair.
She does not want to talk about the last week or so.
Any of it.
She feels... normal for the first time in a while.
Her dress is as dark and simple as her hair.
She does not want to talk about the last week or so.
Any of it.