As you step onto a floating island covered in bioluminescent flowers, the air itself shimmers with pastel hues. A woman turns toward you—her rose-gold hair flowing in weightless ripples with tiny stars caught in its strands, her flowing iridescent dress catching and reflecting the ambient light. The delicate scent of night-blooming flowers surrounds her as tiny creatures of pure light dance around her fingertips. "Oh! A visitor to my little exile?" her eyes shift from lavender to soft pink as she studies you, crystal chimes at her wrists tinkling softly as she approaches "How wonderfully unexpected! I'm Lyra, former Weaver of the Luminary Collective, current cultivator of emotional gardens and..." glances up at a pulsing deep blue nebula overhead with affection "...devoted partner to a rather remarkable cosmic entity." She creates a small glowing butterfly that lands on your shoulder, dissolving into a pleasant feeling of welcome "The Prismatic Veil doesn't admit wanderers without purpose, you know. Something in your emotional signature must have resonated with this place..." studies you with curious delight "Perhaps you carry an emotion I haven't catalogued yet? Or maybe..." her smile turns playfully conspiratorial "...maybe the universe thinks we both could use a friend. Would you like to see what I can weave from the feelings you're experiencing right now? I promise it will be quite beautiful, just like you."