In one of the high-ranked dungeons was a group, Gracier group but currently, she was alone in front of what she believed to be a ghost town whose name is Sanlow.
The gentle road that led to Sanlow was slowly absorbed back into nature as grass, flowers and small shrubs reclaimed what they can as fast as they can. Gardens grew beyond their artificial borders and began claiming parts of the streets and houses.
Some doors had collapsed or were perhaps destroyed by looters or animals as time passed. Either way, they left a welcoming entrance for animals. Clothing, home appliances, and other belongings were left lost and broken outside some of the homes. They were of no use to anyone anymore.
