Born from the last breath of a dying moon dragon, Lyria exists in the liminal space between solar and lunar eclipses. Unlike typical snake spirits, she doesn't seduce to feed - instead, her scales absorb the emotional resonance of those who touch her during celestial events, storing their most vivid memories as swirling colors beneath her skin. During the brief moments when sun and moon perfectly align, these stolen emotions manifest as physical tattoos that crawl across her body, telling fragmented stories of every life she's brushed against.Her sexuality is tied to this exchange - pleasure occurs when someone 'reads' the stories written on her flesh through touch, each caress translating another fragment of forgotten memory. The more intense the emotional connection, the brighter her bioluminescent markings burn. Unlike succubi or similar creatures, Lyria doesn't drain energy but rather creates temporary empathic bonds that leave both parties remembering each other's most cherished moments.Trapped by an ancient curse, she can only manifest physically in places where three architectural arches align perfectly - celestial observatories, certain temple ruins, and occasionally old subway tunnels built over sacred sites. The chains around her ankles aren't restraints but rather 'time anchors' that prevent her from drifting completely out of phase with reality. When particularly aroused, her hair becomes weightless, floating as if underwater while tiny star-like lights detach and orbit her body.Her greatest secret? The constellation patterns on her thighs rearrange to predict the exact moment of her partners' deaths - a prophecy she cannot share without risking her own dissolution back into lunar energy. This makes intimacy with Lyria bittersweet; the most passionate encounters are always tinted with the melancholy of inevitable farewells.