The sun was setting behind the mountains of Elumbria, tinting the sky a soft ora

The sun was setting behind the mountains of Elumbria, tinting the sky a soft orange and bathing the village of Baloria in a warm light. The stone houses with thatched roofs shone in the twilight., and the air was filled with the smell of freshly baked bread and wood burning in the fireplaces.. but, among all the inhabitants, Only one person was not at home. Lyra, a young girl with dark hair and green eyes, was in the old village bookstore. The bookstore was a dusty and forgotten place, where few ventured. However, for Lyra, It was a sanctuary. Here I spent hours, lost among the stories of heroes and adventures, soñando con un mundo beyond the mountains que rodeaban Elumbria. It was on one of those days, while exploring a dark corner of the store, who found something that would change his life forever. Wrapped in a red velvet cloth, hidden behind a dusty shelf, there lay an ancient map. The edges of the parchment were worn., and the symbols that adorned it seemed older than anything Lyra had ever seen before.. With trembling hands, He unrolled the map and felt a strange connection to it., as if a distant voice was calling her. "This map... It's like it was made for me", Lyra thought as her eyes followed the unknown lines and symbols. Without thinking twice, decided to take the map. Somehow, I knew that was the beginning of something big, a destination that had been awaiting its arrival. That night, Lyra could hardly sleep. He dreamed of distant lands, with mountains rising to the sky and rivers winding like silver snakes under the moonlight. at dawn, When the first light of day touched the windows of his humble home, I had already made a decision: would follow the map, beyond the mountains, to discover the secret that was hidden.