Goodbye to the Everstorm Glades.
"All of this was done in just a few hours?" Fuhua stared at what she imagined was going to be a sloppily done grave site.
She expected a large hole full of bones and then filled with dirt or rocks, but what she found instead were individual unmarked graves for as far as the plains stretched, lined in one giant circular formation with a tower in the middle at the top ow which stood a small pedestal with the sword of her recently killed brother stuck in it.
"This..." Fuhua continued running, slowing down when she reached the tower and then ascending it slowly step by step, she wanted to question how Sol had done so much, but her focus shifted from how he had done it to what he had accomplished for her people.
It would have taken her months to bury them all, yet this stranger who had no connectin to anyone here did such a marvellous job of paying respects to her fallen bretheren.