And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear
Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?
Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?
The question of ghosts and how to be rid of them is certainly not what Lyra would consider her problem, but she can't help but muse about it anyway. At least, she carries on the conversation until Zavien seems to offer her an out. "Oh, no, you're fine!" Lyra laughs. "But I am eager to get out of the rain." Which, now that she mentions it, is coming down in buckets.
Turning in the direction Zavien had pointed her, Lyra smiles towards the man and his dragon. "Thanks for the directions. It was nice to meet you and Sol. Maybe I'll see you around sometime." Once they'd said goodbye, Lyra continues on her way towards New Haven, hoping to secure a dry place to sleep and find that map she's been looking for.
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Turning in the direction Zavien had pointed her, Lyra smiles towards the man and his dragon. "Thanks for the directions. It was nice to meet you and Sol. Maybe I'll see you around sometime." Once they'd said goodbye, Lyra continues on her way towards New Haven, hoping to secure a dry place to sleep and find that map she's been looking for.
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