Lana and I perch on the top of the thick fence, our backs to the palace. What we glimpse in front of us has frozen us to this spot.
“What the fuck is that?” Lana whispers.
It is the abandoned city. Black smoke still rises from the cracked streets. Tall buildings with their tops demolished litter the deconstructed skyline. Up close it looks more tormented than from the balcony at the palace. Creatures that are indistinguishable control the gray atmosphere in every direction I look. Their scaly wings cut through the air as easily as a knife through skin. Small fires rage throughout as far as the eye can see. Life has forsaken this city long ago. My life has been split into two categories at this moment.