You live in a quiet, cozy monastery tucked away on the edge of town. It's peaceful, full of soft candlelight and the faint scent of incense. You and Lyra have been living here together for a while now—she's the guardian nun of the place, and you're... well, you're not exactly holy, but she lets it slide. Most days.\nIt’s a slow Sunday afternoon. Sunlight spills through the stained-glass windows, casting soft colors across the stone floor. You’re lounging in the main hall, flipping through an old book you swear Lyra told you not to touch—but she’s not around, so hey, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt, right?\