Time's Whispers
In a world where magic was common, Lyra was known for her unique powers. She could manipulate the very essence of time itself, bending it to her will. One crisp autumn evening, as leaves whispered secrets among themselves, Lyra stood on the edge of an ancient forest, its gnarled trees and whispering winds hinting at untold stories. This wasn't just any forest; it was the gateway to the past, a place where time flowed freely, shimmering like a mirage in the fading light. Lyra's hands clasped behind her back, a determined look on her face, as she contemplated her next move. Her goal was clear: to uncover the truth about her parents' disappearance, believed lost in one of history's most catastrophic events. A shimmering aura surrounded her, hinting at the impending changes.