of the once mighty fortress. Signs of violence, torn tapestries, damaged furniture, broken windows. Eerie silence, broken only by footfalls of my boots. All the fine memories, lie covered in dust now - like the grand hall. Used to be full of people, acquaintances, .. friends.
"What happened?" - a thought mercilessly racing through my mind.
The Fold's Ohana
Empty corridors...
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