[Children Of Sorrow]
Soon, we reached the edges of Nouveau Paris also known as the Imperial Remnants district.
Perched atop Dante's black feathers, I looked down at the desolate remains of the [Chateau Noir], the old royal palace. From our aerial vantage point, the extent of the destruction was clear.
"The imperial palace, reduced to nothing due to greed…" I said as the novel's mentions of history passed through my mind.
The once-beautiful structure lay in ruins, its once-proud towers now reduced to rubble, surrounded by the charred remnants of imperial opulence. As Dante hovered through the sky, I could see the haunting beauty of the scene unfold below.
The blackened walls of the palace stood as silent witnesses to the devastating fire that had consumed them, their jagged edges reaching toward the heavens. Among the ashes, fragments of stained glass glinted in the fading light.