FROM ENEMIES TO EMBERS

From Enemies to Embers

The battleground lay silent. Once a cacophony of clashing steel and desperate shouts, it now echoed only with the mournful wind. The survivor party, drained, stood among the remnants of their fallen enemies. The air itself seemed to throb with the lingering energy of a conflict that had ceased in victory, but left both sides scarred. A strange feel

read more