[0:00 – 0:03 | ESTABLISHING SHOT] Wide cinematic shot of a vast emerald valley at golden hour — ancient mountains wrapped in mist in the distance. Lyra, a fearless teenage girl with braided auburn hair, gallops across the open field on her white stallion Storm. Hooves thunder against the earth. The camera tracks low beside them, grass blurring in the foreground. Wind. Speed. Freedom. [0:03 – 0:06 | THE DISCOVERY] Storm suddenly rears back — whinnying sharply. Lyra pulls the reins. Cut to — a cracked obsidian egg nestled between ancient stone ruins, glowing faintly from within. A tiny claw punc