Lyra’s hand rests on the tree trunk; she slowly closes her eyes and takes a deep, rhythmic breath. The faint amber glow within the tree bark pulses slightly brighter in response to her touch. Leaves overhead rustle softly, and a gentle gust of wind tosses a few strands of her hair across her face. The camera is a steady close-up. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Lyra (voice...
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