The flowers swayed in the wind of the train coming to a stop, "Ah! I can finally stretch my legs!" a young women said as she stepped off of the train. She had crimson red hair with streaks of gold through out it, bright sky blue eyes, super pale skin, and was wearing a turquoise shirt with a grey sweater. The back of the sweater ended at the bottom of her torso, and on both sides at the front of the sweater, it went down to her thighs. She had knee high dark brown leather boots and leggings with constellation patterns on them. The women also had a belt with a book at the back and two swords held in leather scabbards,  with one on each side. She went to the side of the train were there was a happy employee waiting there for the passengers to grab there luggage , "May I know your name and see your ticket ma'am?" the old man said with a very gentle, but happy voice "My name is Lyra! Lyra Woodroofe! Here is my ticket." Lyra responded. The man gave her a black hiking backpack "Thank you!" Lyra said as she started to walk away, "Oh and welcome to the town Wilestria!" the man said. 

Lyra walked out of the train station and into the town. The town was beautiful, there was always colourful flowers anywhere she walked, there was a nice fountain in the center of the town, fresh sweets from the bakeries flooded the town in delicious sents, and on top of all of that the weather was perfect there was no clouds in the sky and the sun was just in the middle of the sky. Lyra must have been wandering for a lot longer then she was expecting because the sun was already starting to set once she realized that she had to find a place to sleep. She asked a market seller with dark coal hair and dark brown eyes if there was a place to sleep nearby, he said that there was a place called "The Sleeping Sun" around the corner then another block down. So Lyra ran around the corner and another block down, and found the building. She checked in for the night, so Lyra went to her room and put her bag down, all that Lyra knew was she wanted to go to bed, so she did. What Lyra didn't know was what tomorrow would have planned for her.