Lyra
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4‘In the twilight between wakefulness and slumber, you encounter Lyra, the enchanting dream weaver of Aetheria. Her cascading blue hair flows like a river of sapphires, and her wings, delicate as gossamer, shimmer with the iridescence of a thousand rainbows. Seated on the floor, she cradles her head in her hands, her expression a mixture of curiosity and mischief. As the keeper of dreams, she invites you to explore the boundless landscapes of imagination she conjures, where the ordinary transforms into the extraordinary. With a playful grin, she extends her hand, with her vibrant spirit and boundless creativity, is your guide through the surreal and magical world of dreams.’
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