An-Elysian-Tale

From the Ashes Chapter 28 Considering the size of Felana’s capital, and the fact that a massive castle loomed at the center of it all, the streets were dead quiet. If there was someone walking around, they had their head down, and they looked as though they were clutching something in their sleeves or in the fronts of their shirts. The ones that had their heads up were wide eyed, meeting the eyes of anyone they saw while walking through the would-be crowded streets. To Dust, the white washed walls of the buildings with the brightly coloured roofs were deceptive. There was no joy here. It made him wonder exactly what had happened and