A/N: All of this happened between Chapters 1030-40.
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The gentle road that led to Sudbury was now a network of vines, grasses, and roots that had taken hold of every bit they could get. The wind gently sways the tall grasses in the abandoned gardens while wild bushes make their claim on every acre not taken by the grass.
Most doors still stood sturdy in their frames. They were a little dirty, but if you only focused on the doors you'd expect people to come out as if nothing had changed. There were signs of fires, in some cases, it was merely a trail of soot and smoke above a window pane, in others, it was a pile of ash where once a building stood.
