#lyra the prophet

[mysticum-draconis]

Mini portrait of a still of Jadzia Dax from "Star Trek: Deep Space Nine - S06E26: Tears of the Prophets", drawn in the note space of November 12th in my 2023 diary, which is the day that I first watched this episode.

Yeahhhh, so I'm really not happy with how this one turned out... at all. It went a lot quicker and smoother than I expected (I usually have to fight tooth and nail to get the jawline and eyes/nose/mouth correct), but it was only after colouring her that I realised just how wonky her face looks in my drawing. I keep changing my opinion on how it looks every time I look at it - sometimes I think it doesn't look as bad as I thought it was and sometimes I groan in horror at my creation 😔

I'm currently fighting my way through art block, so I suppose it's not surprising that I'm not happy with this one. I never like to draw these diary illustrations after a year has passed since I watched whatever I'm intending to draw, however (I finished drawing this on the 12th this year), and I just couldn't decide not to draw Jadzia from this episode, because, well, anyone who's seen this episode will understand why 🥲

I'm mostly happy with how the title came out, at least. I'm not too happy with the positioning of the words, but I am pleased with the font and colour of the letters.

HB mechanical pencil and Lyra colouring pencils ✏️

Process photos and reference below cut.

Please don’t use or post on other websites without credit or permission, thanks 🙏

I swear she looked better before I finished colouring her 🙄

Honestly, trying to copy from this still was a nightmare, because Netflix wouldn't let me screenshot it, so I had to take a photo of my computer screen with my phone and it ended up really washed out 😑

[pinacoladamatata]

when the weird sinistrope you hired to help kill your father starts holding your hand

[jaspers-a-writer]

The Enonya live alongside other Cats in South Africa. They are Black-Footed Cats: the most efficient hunters in the Cat species. The name "Enonya" is from the Zulu word for "savage" or "relentless". In the early age of the Empire, Enonya were mainly ignored by the more powerful lions ruling the Delta. But when the wars with Rome, Spain, and France began, the Enonya were conscripted as metalsmiths. This is because the lions believed the Enonya could work magical properties into their weapons, which led to the forced conscription of Enonya across North Africa and Midian.

Those who remember the ancient trade routes between the British Isles and Israel (pre-Egiptian expansion) once believed Lyra the Prophet was descended from Enonya. She shared the yellow eyes Enonya also possessed. But this is not true. The Black-Footed Cats come from South Africa and are distributed throughout the Middle East and parts of northern Africa. Lyra is descended from Purring Cats indigenous to Israel, and although she shares the Enonya yellow eyes, her "mane" was longer and entirely black, and it was of the texture that she could keep it tied in African cornrows. Her yellow eyes are from her mixed-breed Irish genes, not her Israeli genes.

An Egiptian lioness warrior. The outer tunic is inspired by the Dahomey Agojie, to show the spread of Egipt, the protective headscarf is inspired by contemporary Egyptian Muslim hijab. All else is from new kingdom Egyptian armor.

Egiptian head covering, unlike the o Rom Aviva head covering of Eyrland, is not a religious obligation. O Rom Aviva Cats of all sexes cover their heads to symbolize self-value. Only the lionesses in Egipt cover their heads, and it's because unlike males, they don't have a mane to protect their neck from the African sun. A lioness without a scarf is like being without an umbrella during a downpour.

[wolf-m-the-hybrid]

Some Miitopia doodles. Me trying to figure out how to draw Lunali since I made her Mii before I actually figured out how to draw her, a little Wolf M Mii, the new Dark Lord, and some Lyra shenanigans with Prophet from Vintage 8. Also feel free to ask me any questions about my OCs. I don’t mind 😊

[stari-jelly]

yaknow what I have no shame. lore for the forgotten island.

First I decided to name the island because why not and came up with Auroralis. now I imagine that the island is split into 6 rings and in the center is a mountainous region that holds the highest peak on the island.

the first ring is Dawnveil Shores and is home to a lot of fishing towns and ports. most people live simple lives and make money from catching and selling fish. this ring is guided by Miaplacidus Beta Carinae of Carina. long ass name I know bare with me. Miaplacidus is the guide and kinda like the priest. they teach the path of dawn which focuses on the body and one's self.

the second ring is Solstice Meadows, the farming ring. this ring is big on community and helping one another and supplies the other rings with food. this ring is guided by Merga h Bootis of Bootes. Merga is an eccentric old man who just wants to help everyone. he teaches the path of day which focuses on community and learning about yourself through others.

the third ring is Duskbrim Mistral, this ring is the working ring. lots of jobs and housing in this big city. this ring is guided by Diadem Alpha Comae Berenices of Coma Berenices. Diadem is a silent yet well read woman who teaches the dusk path. this path focuses on the mind and self regulating. learning about how the mind works to keep healthy and happy.

the fourth ring is Starlith Sprires, the artisan ring. this is a large city that focuses on all sorts of entertainment and self expression. lots of galleries, theaters, operas, everything. this ring is guided by Sheliak Beta Lyrae of Lyra. Sheliak is a young woman who loves to be center stage and show herself off as well as her followers. she teaches the path of Starlight which focuses on self expression and dealing with emotions through art.

the fifth ring is Lunaspectra, the prophet ring. this ring is on the smaller side and is an open field right before the mountains of the center ring. the ring is guided by Porrima Gamma Virginis of Virgo, a wise seerer. Porrima teaches the path of midnight, looking to the stars and the past to predict the future and warn of threats. the stars sing to those who listen with careful ears.

lastly is the mountains region of the sixth ring, Nocturna Mantle. not many live here and it is a sacred place were the other guides meet to discuss the happenings in the country. this land is guided by Sadachbia Gamma Aquarii of Aquarius, a mysterious woman who looks eternally youthful. she teaches the twilight path, the path to the soul. looking deeper within one's self through meditation and rituals you can craft the world around you in ways that seem impossible.

when a child on the island turns 14 they hold a ceremony where the child chooses which path they wish to follow. and if they are dedicated enough they can even become a Radiant, a right hand the the guides and one day their replacement when they eventually die.

everyone on the island is named after a star and those from the same family are named after stars from the same constellation.

anyway that's my thoughts on the forgotten island. might get into siffrin's role and life on the island later but eh.

[kanekoii]

How do you think xsoleil would confess to their crush?

lyra’s notes -> METHINKS THIS IS A GREAT REQUEST I LOVE U ANON

pairings -> xsoliel x gn! reader

genre -> scenario filled to the brim with fluffles

song -> same scent - oneus

warnings -> lowkey set in japan a little cuz i miss living there a lot

VER VERMILLION •

such a soft boy oh my god. he’d confess in the early spring when all the flowers are blooming and the trees are blowing so gently in the warm breeze. the soul prophet would be hiding his face just a little behind his asymmetrical hair. his rose colored eyes shone with nervousness as he quietly whispers his love for you as the flowers he had picked for you fell on the ground and swirled around with the breeze. the flowers only fell on the ground because you didn’t have any room for them when your arms were wrapped around his neck, hands combing through his beautiful hair as you gave him the most gentle kiss. his lips were soft against yours as his eyes narrowed in pure happiness. ver’s pale face was dusted with blush as you walked hand in hand with the student counsel president.

MELOCO KYORAN •

she has a tendency to push herself really hard for the benefit of other students. you’d become concerned for her well-being and visit her at her house to find her sitting on the ground with other people’s homework surrounding her as she looked like she was about to cry from stress. you decided to help her with the things she needed to get done, and she eventually fell asleep on your shoulder. her dark hair was tousled and splayed around her face and deep purple hoodie. meloco’s confession would be sleepy and you had doubted it at first, but she said it again the next day just to confirm that she really did have feelings for you and had since you met. her cheeks were the same bright pink color as her eyes when she had confessed her love for you, earning her a gentle kiss on either blushing cheek.

HEX HAYWIRE •

traditional love letter all the way. hex would at first be conflicted on wether or not he was to express his feelings at all, but he decided it would be better to express it than to keep it secret. he’d leave the letter on your desk during your lunch when you were gone to get something. it was folded so delicately that you had to debate wether or not to open it at all. on the paper was hex’s pretty, yet slightly messy handwriting. the letter was so beautifully written, detailing the ways you were beautiful in his eyes, which was ultimately everything about you. his confession of love is the most beautiful, with the letter illuminating his feelings for you down to the smallest detail. it ended with a simple “i love you.” right above his signature, with a small heart drawn next to it.

KOTOKA TORAHIME •

she confesses spontaneously. the two of you would just be hanging out after school and randomly deciding to go to the beach. it was a late summer day, the intermediary between summer and autumn where the days are hot but the nights are as cold as ice. especially when on the beach, the cold and salty air fluttering around you and kotoka as the both of you play in the sand amidst the ever so gently crashing waves. it would be quick, nearly lost in the moment entirely. just a quiet “i love you so much oh my god!” that disappears in the sound of the crashing waves. she knew you heard it from the way you looked at her with an indecipherable expression on your face. not a moment later, she knew you felt the exact same by the kiss you gave her, wrapping your arms around her curvy frame and planting a gentle kiss right on her forehead, then both her cheeks, then her soft lips.

DOPPIO DROPSCYTHE •

he would confess in winter, when the both of you were walking around a shopping district together. he cautioned you to be careful because he didn’t want you to get a cold, and initially you thought nothing of it. he just wanted you healthy, that’s all. yet as the sun finished its descent under the horizon and the night became bitterly cold, accompanied by dark clouds covering the stars, doppio wrapped his jacket around you and bought you a warm drink. the way his normally pale face was flushed on his nose and cheeks from cold was oddly cute to you as the two of you walked. you offered to share your drink with him and he denied it, obviously flustered. the district was nearly empty, most people having gone home in the wake of the bitter cold. powdery snow started to fall so gently from the sky, causing a smile to appear on your face as you danced around in it, doppio right by your side. it eventually devolved to slow dancing in the snow, with you remarking that you wouldn’t leave him until you freeze. he leaned in a little, a small smirk on his flushed face. when he said the three words you had been waiting for for god knows how long, the distance between you and him was closed in response.

[dramioneasks]

HP FESTS: D.I.L.F. Fest

D.I.L.F. Fest 2023:

Doctor's Orders by Wanderingfair - E, one-shot - “You ignored me,” he whispered, dropping his mouth to her ear. “I noticed it.” She was incensed by his ability to slow them down. “It wasn’t because I never thought of you,” she sighed, dropping her head back as he continued to kiss around her ear. “It was because I thought about you so much, Draco.” “I can’t take this,” He lifted her up until she was mounted on the kitchen island. OR The story of how gray sweatpants tortured Hermione Granger for over a decade.]

Begin again by Goldenbucky - M, one-shot - Hermione Granger attends her twentieth anniversary reunion at Hogwarts. In the presence of her ex-husband and his new wife, she can’t wait to leave. But then, Draco Malfoy shows up. And boy, has he grown.

Double the Trouble by nissasxnotes - G, WIP - Lyra Malfoy was raised in England by her single father, Draco Malfoy. Aurora Granger was raised in New York City by her single mother, Hermione Granger. Unbeknownst to the girls, they are twins who were separated when their parents divorced. Draco and Hermione are hoping the girls don't find out the truth when they both board the Hogwarts Express on September 1, 2014. However, when the Sorting Ceremony does not go as anyone anticipates, the secrets may be harder to keep than either of them thought possible.

All Bark, No Bite by aplacetostart - E, one-shot - “You know exactly how I feel about the Auror Office, Malfoy.” “That’s Captain Malfoy to you.” “I’d rather call you daddy.”

"To the Parents of..." by SiriuslyDemented - E, one-shot - Scorpius Malfoy is failing Professor Granger's class, which means she has to send a letter home informing his parents. The meeting with his very hot, very single father, goes anything but as planned. "Is this for me, Professor?" He purred. "Yes." Hermione sighed. "Thank Salazar."

Good Girls Get Rewarded by spicyxpisces - E, one-shot - After a long day, Draco takes care of Hermione in more ways then one.

Welcome to Diagon Alley by TeslaMalfoy - E, one-shot - Hermione knew that Draco had bought the Leaky Cauldron. It had been announced on the front page of the Prophet when Tom sold it to retire—she had assumed that he bought it as an investment. Never did she think he would be working the bar, let alone, wiping down the bar at a quarter till midnight with his sleeves rolled to his elbows, showing off his tattoo-covered arms.

Parent/Teacher Tryst by What_The_Fawkes - not rated, one-shot - After a rough period, post-divorce, Hermione is called to Hogwarts to discuss her daughter's behavior. She gets far more than she expects when a familiar face greets her...

The Baby is Crying - ruminations (tannacious) - M, one-shot - In response to a prompt by Anonymous in the DILF_Fest collection. Prompt: “She/he won’t stop crying. I hate it when he/she’s crying”

This fest is onging.

[kirjavas]

rewatching malice with my housemates and honestly some of my favourite scenes were between lyra and serafina this episode. like all the witches have done in previous episodes is talk prophetic bullshit and now serafina has met the literal child of prophecy who is jumping around like the fucking golden monkey and touching poisonous plants

[heavensickness]

btw my Touchstarved MC's name is Lyra. She is a fake Saintess, a fallen Oracle, or a False Prophet, whatever you'd like to call her. God's gift turning out to be an abomination. She has a very bad case of impostor syndrome & a completely crumbled sense of self-worth after discovering that everything she has been taught since her birth had been a lie, and that she has just been used for her curse. She is a sheltered little thing who is too vulnerable and feisty for her own good. And I am shaking her like a stress ball in my hand

[littleladymab]

did i go and make a list of all my oc ships so i could start figuring out who i wanted to write for @ockissweek? maaaaaybe (I still need to pick four more ships! wanna help me pick?)

Still Waiting

Cateryn/Raif

Arris/Kira

Mwyr

Arika/Sera

Arika/Phillip

Aneedh's Jewel

Nyana/Rikard

Maddox/Naris

Pirates

Maesina/Rodney

The Heroes of Agune

Nixa/Cryn

Redemption

Ky/Ren

Sam/Beryl

SD Verse

Wayfarer

Cameron/Reno

Jed/Tanner

Tanner/Marissa

Unity

Matilda/Ophelia

John/Abban 

Meliora

Ayn/Catoir

Ayn/Lysander

Jun/Glen

Rhys/Kaito

Keeping Time

Andrea/Christopher 

The World Listens

Ianto/Shiloh

Ean backstory/Mutiny

Ean/Clarence 

Rhea/Ered

Eileifr/Miriam/Astrid

Noah/Sebastian

Collection of Curses

Horatio/Quin

HOWL

Kerri/Penelope

The Keeper Trilogy

Cora/Winston

Elaine/Lyra

Dragon Soul

Titania/Ákos

Washer at the Ford

Fe/Othello

WonderHearts

Alice/The Dodo

Etched and Buried

Katarzyna/Łucja 

Gates of the Prophet

Corrine/Araviel

Etc characters

Davey/Theo

Clarity/Artemis

Xochitl/Ashanti

Kerri/Sol

Star Wars OCs

Kaedmon/Uriah

[blueinsomnia]

didn't know world of warcraft was among your interests! anything you want to share about rayla's intro?

Heh, the two games I play the most are World of Warcraft and Warframe. Last year, I got the wild hair to bring a WoW character into my own fantasy world. I thought it would be interesting if that character was a shaman. At the time, I had never played a shaman, so I started my research by creating one named Raylah. Read a bunch of WoW lore and stories to get an idea of how the world of Azeroth is presented outside of the game.

It was fascinating stuff since Raylah is a draenei and they live for so long (even longer than elves). I started writing the story, but stopped maybe a fourth of the way through, because I realized that I needed a better hook for the story. It felt like a bit info-dump to me and I wasn't happy with that. It's in the process of being retooled so that it'll have a real plot and characters.

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Here's a little excerpt from my early draft ( I apologize for any spelling and grammar errors):

The taste of the fairly warm coffee going down brought me a quaint calmness, allowing me to relax my nerves. The dim light in the room added to a sharp, almost subtle ambiance, intended to draw out the flickering of the flames in the fireplace. I was no stranger to this kind of mood and appreciated Lyra going out of her way to make the place comfortable for me.

"Thanks for coming, Raylah," the petite old woman said as she flopped casually into her well-worn chair.

"Thanks for inviting me, Lyra. It's not every day I get to have such esteemed company," I responded with as much care as I could.

"No need for such pleasantries," she remarked with a half-smile. "You're a guest in my home and it's not often I get visitors from across the stars."

I laughed absentmindedly well aware of her acute understanding of my situation. "Oh, so you know others like me?"

With a hearty laugh, she folded her hands on her knee. "Not exactly, but your situation isn't as rare as you believe it to be. Not that it is all that common, either."

"You sound like the leader of my people with that double speak."

"A wise person, indeed," she said with a smirk.

I took a sip of my tea as a stark vision of Velen flashed before me, causing a small smile at how much he had changed over the years. Truthfully, they had all changed. Not always for the better, but looking at our universe with more clarity was never a bad thing. Velen was always a step ahead of the rest of us as he was a prophet and was granted the clarity of true-seeing. His understanding and selflessness helped us survive thousands of years with our wits intact.

[lordeasriel]

You actually made me like Lord Asriel-

Hey anon! I'm glad to hear it!

To be fair, I don't really understand why he is so generally hated, because to me he was always one of the heroes of the story, even if he did some questionable choices in his adventure. I see him as this prophetic dream of what a hero is, compared to Lyra's righteousness - and in the end, she also has to make hard choices, because that is life.

I'm always happy to see people changing their opinions on him!

[kwaggysshardmindemporium]

LARP rambling time! In the setting of the LARP I go to, Humans are explicitly NOT endemic to the material plane equivalent. The material plane, Evren, came into being, and the other realms reacted in funky metaphysical ways which spawned the various races. I actually have a poetic account of this from the game writers, which I'll put below the cut.

Some context: my character has the ability to have prophetic and informative dreams, but they are still dreams. This isn't literal canon so much as a poetic synopsis.

You dream of a blank canvas. It is vast, going on and on and on until it is the whole world.

An artist splashes green paint upon it, and humans walk the land. All around them, their dreams and nightmares gain bodies and lives of their own.

Blue bricks appear, stacked carefully together, until they create beings both like and very unlike the humans - dwarves. They give names to the creatures that prowl the land, and thereby contain them to their current forms.

The World sees the new beings within it and knows that they must grow, and change, and die. The ground fills with fertile soil, then is washed by rivers and buffeted by the wind. Plants grow, and burn, and grow again from the ashes. A bolt of yellow energy condenses these raw forces into more people - elves. The elves bring the people together into families and villages. Some of them turn against each other, and they create war.

As the world changed, everything that it used to be was lost. From a red fog came the galatura, to keep the stories.

The World was excited by all its people, and it so grew people of its own, the lyra.

The Void could not touch the World, and it was angry at having been abandoned as its four friends played with their new people.

Although it could not touch the World directly, it sent its power coursing through the realms. The world split into the five continents, and one of them was devoured.

The people knew they could not survive alone. They turned to their neighbors and promised to send their thoughts to Reverie every night if the Nightmares and Shades could drive the power of Void back. They invited the fae to use their home as a place to experiment, mingle, and feed, if the Elementals and Golems would keep the Void at bay.

To seal their agreements, they stood with their neighbors around the Tree and joined hands to make a circle. The power of Void was reflected off of the power of their alliance. As it dissipated, a pool of silver light coalesced between them and became solid. One of the people of Evren picked up the coin. White light draped itself upon them as a mantle on their shoulders, and in their hands the one coin became several. They gave a coin to each of their fellows as a token of thanks.

Followup context: the question I had asked in this dream was "I'd like to see a vision of the first time anyone ever found the equivalent of a penny," hence the thing at the end about some dude picking up a coin and that coin becoming many. This game has wild fuckin lore.

I don't care about Dungeon Meshi otherwise but "Tallmen" is SUCH an elegant solution to placing humans in a fantasy setting that it's still blowing my mind. Just the term itself is enough to instantly recontextualize humans. They're no longer the default race. They're those big goobers with long legs, striding about all the time. I can so easily envision much more interesting relationships between humans and non-humans because of it. Like perhaps "tallmen" are stereotyped as shepherds by other races because they can watch over their flocks better, or as vagabonds because they are better suited to long travel on foot. And of course, they don't *literally* have to be taller than everybody else, they were just the tallest around whenever the label became the norm, or something like that. I just feel like it's so much better than what I've seen in settings like D&D that go "and humans are the... adaptable, generalist people :)!"

[jaspers-a-writer]

Prrha

Native to: The British Isles, more concentrated in Breteyn and Eyrland

Ethnicity: Heathens

Speakers: predominantly native heathens

Language family: Indo-European/ Afro-Asiatic/ Celtic/ Semitic creole

Early forms: Semitic-Drew

Writing system: Ogham (archaic) Hebrew (archaic) Latin (modern)

EX.

Fanaan: "Sanctuary",

Caethwas: "Slave" (from Welsh)

Navi: "Prophet" (from Hebrew)

Lokesh: "Whisperer" "Spy" (from Hebrew)

Madra: "Dog"/ Madralla: "Wolf" Madrarua: "Fox" (from Irish)

Cat: "Cat" (from Irish)/ Erya: "Lion" (from Hebrew)/ Linsz: "Lynx" (from Scottish)

Masala: "Star" (from Hebrew)

Malka: "Queen" (from Hebrew)/ Riya: "King" (from Scottish)

Manaa: "Moon" (from Old English)

Nethfa: "Colony" (from Welsh)

Striapash: "Prostitute" (from Irish)/ Shrifa:"Bound prostitute"

Gib: "Neutered"/"Spayed"/Gir: "tomcat"/Mal: "she-cat"/ Anak/ Vered/ Perak: "intersex"

Drew/ Druid/ Druyah: "of the oaks" "magician"

Si'ur: "sister" (from Old Irish)/ Br'er: "brother"/ Si'brar: "littermate"/ Kalmad: "lonely" "only child" (from Hebrew)

Math'air: "mother"/ Fath'air: "father"

Prrha names:

Sethy: Hebrew-Egyptian origin, "appointed" "God of Chaos"

Brigidallah/Brielan: Irish-Arabic origin, "Exalted"

Oholah: Hebrew origin, "her tent"

Oholibah: Hebrew origin, "My tent is in her"

Greymalkin/Grimalkin/Grimalochin: Scottish-Hebrew origin, "gray cat" "gray queen"

Lyra/Liara/Lierah: Irish-Latin origin, "Lyre"

[thatfunkylilfey]

✦ wip masterlist ✦

— thatfunkylilfey

✦ home || intro || my writing ✦

THE SERPENT + THE FEY TRILOGY ✦ mothlight | fey touched | changeling ✦

After their sister disappears, a shapeshifter follows in her footsteps, embarking on a quest for answers and revenge. They set to hunting down those responsible for sending their childhood up in flames, enlisting old friends along the way.

✦ tags ✦ — the serpent + the fey ; mothlight ; fey touched ; changeling ; aeramis (+ tag) ; bastien

OF SAINTS + WOLVES

a councilwoman. a lycan. a noble. missing persons. forbidden magic. a cult.

✦ tags ✦ — of saints + wolves ; sophie ; jaxon

THE SHADOW OF SAINTS

a forgotten saint. a noble. a reluctant prophet. a cult. an ancient rite.

✦ tags ✦ — the shadow of saints ; ellery ; kitt

THE PRINCE + THE BARD

a prince-turned-king. a noble from a neighboring country. a broken bloodline. a coup.

✦ tags ✦ — the prince + the bard ; wilde ; ryder

IN THE COMPANY OF...

a changeling knight. a fey prince. a doctor. a birthright denied.

✦ tags ✦ — in the company of... ; celica ; darcy ; anthony

CALAMITY.WIP

a heartless archfey. a cursed princess. a chosen champion. a cunning rogue. a prophecy. a countdown to ruin.

✦ tags ✦ — calamity.wip ; astoria ; lyra ; malchior ; kiffer

[xasha777]

In the year 2424, Earth’s history had become a mélange of facts and myths, with digital archeologists sifting through layers of cyber sediment to piece together the story of a long-gone era. They were particularly intrigued by an enigmatic painting, a stunning image of a woman whose attire and adornments whispered of ancient Earth’s diverse cultures. This painting was unearthed from the deep web, a relic of the 21st century, and contained metadata referencing something known as the "Jay Treaty."

Historians puzzled over the connection. The Jay Treaty was a 1794 agreement between the United States and Great Britain, which had little apparent relevance to the subject of the painting — a young woman with eyes that held the depth of the cosmos. But as the world grew ever more reliant on AI interpretation of past cultures, one sentient program, Archivist-7, posited a hypothesis that would change their understanding of human history.

The story began with the woman in the painting, who Archivist-7 named Lyra. According to the AI’s creative extrapolation, Lyra was a time traveler, a guardian of the temporal pathways. Her journey started when she accidentally discovered a rift in time, a tear caused by the collision of advanced alien technology with Earth’s nascent industrial era.

Lyra's first emergence was during the negotiations of the Jay Treaty. She witnessed the foundational diplomatic moves that would eventually lead to the complex geopolitical landscape of her original time. But as she navigated the corridors of history, Lyra realized that the treaty was more than a document of commerce and borders; it was a key node in a web of events that could lead to either utopian harmony or devastating warfare across timelines.

Her mission was clear: ensure the Jay Treaty’s success, subtly guiding the negotiators to avoid a future where Earth was nothing but a battleground for interstellar empires. Using the artifacts of her era, which gave her an otherworldly appearance to the 18th-century eyes, Lyra became an advisor to the negotiators. Her deep knowledge of history, disguised as prophetic insight, made her an invaluable asset.

Years passed, and as she ensured the treaty’s place in history, Lyra’s presence in various pivotal moments became an open secret among the time guardians. The painting was actually a tribute to her, crafted by an alien artist who recognized the depth of her sacrifice.

The truth about Lyra sparked a revolution in how the future perceived time, history, and their place in the cosmos. No longer was history a fixed stream; it was a canvas, and Lyra, with her enigmatic presence, had painted a masterpiece that resonated through the ages. As her story spread, humanity began to see time not as a linear progression but as a shared space, where every action resonated through the fabric of reality.

In honor of Lyra and the Jay Treaty, the Earth government declared the painting a temporal heritage site, ensuring that the story of the woman who danced through time to save their collective pasts would never be forgotten. The painting stood in the Timekeeper’s Hall, a reminder that the flow of time is as delicate and intricate as the threads of history itself.