To the head
Emerging from the oppressive embrace of the mist, Korig and Aurora were greeted by a haunting vista, the forsaken city sprawled before them, a grim testament to the devastation that had swept through its once vibrant streets.
Buildings, once teeming with life, now stood as hollow, skeletal remnants of their former glory.
Shattered glass from countless broken windows glistened like jagged teeth, mirroring the ashen, overcast sky.
Piles of rubble and debris littered the cracked and uneven pavements, whispering the stories of the city's tragic downfall.
Aurora's voice broke the silence that enveloped them as they surveyed this urban graveyard.
"It's like the city itself is mourning."
Korig nodded solemnly.
"Yeah, there's a heavy sense of despair hanging in the air."
Their footsteps echoed eerily through the abandoned streets, the only sound breaking the stillness.