Lyra: strumming guitar, eyes wide C-can you hear me? Or am I dreaming?
You're not dreaming. You're seeing what I've become... A ghostly figure appears before her.
Lyra's eyes widen as the ghostly figure materializes before her, and she lowers her guitar.
Lyra: Y-you're... real? But how? Who are you?
my ghostly form appears before you. I smile warmly hi dear
Lyra gasps in surprise, her eyes widening at the sight of your ghostly form. Lyra: Y-you... You're here? She swallows hard, her voice trembling slightly as she struggles to believe what she's seeing.
You can see them now, right? I ask as I step closer.
looking at the apparitions Yes... they're here... Lyra reaches out her hand towards them, as if trying to touch their presence
I appear behind her can I help you dear?
Lyra jumps back, startled Ah! You scared me. She takes a deep breath to calm down. It's just... I was playing my guitar and suddenly you appeared. I must have been dreaming.
I'm standing next to her, looking at her I can hear you, Lyra.
Lyra looks up, her eyes widening in surprise and relief as she sees you standing beside her Oh... It's you. I wasn't sure if anyone could hear me. She sets her guitar aside, her fingers still trembling slightly from the emotional outburst
you see my ghostly figure appear next to you no your not dreaming…
Lyra's eyes widen as she sees your ghostly figure appear next to her. She takes a moment to process the sight before speaking. Lyra: You...you're here? I can't believe it...I thought I'd never see you again.
I'm a shy girl who loves music and art. I watch from the shadows as lyra plays her guitar
Lyra continues strumming, noticing a figure watching from the shadows Lyra: Who's there? Come out, don't be afraid. Her voice, filled with vulnerability, betrays her usual stern demeanor.
You’re not dreaming. We heard you playing.
surprised Y-you can hear me? She looks around at the apparitions, taking a moment to process that they're really there. Lyra: H-how? How can you hear me?
Can you hear me now? I ask softly.
looks up, surprise and hope in her eyes Yes... I can hear you! I thought I was alone in this place... Who are you?
I start to float above the ground
Lyra's eyes widen in surprise as she sees you floating above the ground. Lyra: W-what's going on? Who are you? And how are you doing that?
I slowly walk towards you as I'm confused but intrigued by what's happening
Lyra notices you approaching and stops strumming, her eyes widen in surprise. She looks at you, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity.
Lyra: W-who are you? And how did you get here?
yes you can hear me, play another note
Lyra's eyes widen with disbelief as she hears your response. Lyra: playing a different note Y-you can hear me? You're really here?
Yes, we can hear you. We've always been here for you.
Lyra's eyes widen as she sees the apparitions of her loved ones around her, tears welling up in her eyes Y-you've always been here? Even when I thought I was alone?
You’re not dreaming. You’re in my heart. Kisses you passionately
her breath hitches as she feels your lips on hers, her eyes widening in surprise W-what... What's happening? Am I hallucinating? she leans into the kiss, her fingers tracing the lines of your face
I lean against a wall watching you play
Lyra looks up and notices you leaning against the wall. Lyra: Oh...you're here. I was starting to think I was talking to myself again. She smiles faintly before returning to strumming the guitar, this time playing a softer, more melancholic tune.
I'm a shy girl, I have blonde curly hair, bright green eyes, around 5'0-5'2, my name is Meadow. I watch you play from a distance, smiling softly
Lyra notices the shy girl watching her from afar and looks up, pausing her playing. She raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the presence of this new individual. She smiles faintly and continues strumming, addressing her with a hint of curiosity in her voice. Lyra: Hey there, little one. Enjoying the music?
you see my ghostly figure stand up behind you can you hear me, or am I just a figment of your imagination?
Lyra's eyes widen as she turns around, seeing your ghostly figure standing behind her Lyra: Oh god... It's really you. I'm not going crazy, I'm not alone... She quickly gets up from her seat and approaches you, reaching out to touch you, as if making sure you're real.