A heavy air hovered above Mirvanna, as many went about their way.
The people at the Capital seemed to feel the heavy aura coming down on them the most whenever they looked up to see the towering palace at the Capital's center.
From miles and miles away, you can still see its towering glory watching over you.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Their chosen heir, ordained by the heavens, was supposed to stay strong and grow alongside them.
Many grunted in sadness, revealing their long vampire-like fangs at the corners of their mouths.
With loins tied around their overly slender waistlines, the grossly endowed hoops of the green-toned women were more pronounced when walking about and carrying buckets of water on their heads from the nearby wells and streams.
Their hair was luscious, thick and long, with some having hair so long you would think they were Rapunzel.
