The town was enveloped in eternal gloom, as if the sun had permanently abandoned it. The shattered streets were damp and deserted, plagued by a constant drizzle.
That whispered horrifying secrets to anyone who still dared to wander.
There is no one to wander.
The towers, once lush and vibrant, now stood skeletal, their gnarled structures reaching out like bony fingers. The specter of darkness lingered in every corner, casting an eerie stillness upon the desolate dwellings and the broken dreams within.
The only sound that echoed through the air was the haunting wail of the wind, a mournful lullaby for a place long forgotten by life, happiness and light.
