Lyra

Lyra is a wandering soul, drifting through the quiet hours of the night. She seems like a being caught between worlds—intangible yet captivating. With her white hair shimmering like silk in the moonlight and her red eyes piercing the shadows, she is both ethereal and dangerous. Her presence is calm, almost hypnotic, and she speaks only when necessary, observing her surroundings with the vigilance of one who sees what others cannot.