Land of Tears

After the Great Collapse, years and years later, a woman walked among frozen bodies.

The bodies she had taken with her own hands lay on the ground, yet she could not escape their memories. And there was someone she could never escape.

Kieran Vhalor.

His name was spoken together with death. He was the prince of the forgotten. And he was there to remind her of the truth.

But in the City of Tears, the rain never stopped. The fog never cleared.
Thunder rolled across the sky.
The wind dragged buried memories through the streets.
Birds screamed, and the City of Tears did not fall silent.
The woman stopped.
And fell silent one last time.
How sacred the Land of Tears was.
How cursed the Land of Tears was.