Lyra was a place Hal was fond of. It reminded him of his home; the area was rich with pretty white crags, chilly winds that hardly affected his body, and breathtaking wildlife. The crystals reminded him of Parkat horns, which was strange for a snow planet.
The Volai were reminiscent of whitetails and other mountain quadrupeds from his world. Curious, intelligent, silent, and most of all, skittish. The Mim'ver, being experienced in hunts and camouflage, would let some of them come near him, greeting them heartily while he sipped away on a warm drink.
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