The landscape was bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun, its shadows lengthening across the rubble strewn about.
A symphony of sounds filled the air—clanging metal, shifting debris, and urgent voices.
As night fell, jagged silhouettes stood against the dimming sky, obscured by dust clouds and stretching shadows.
Someone moved through the area; the sound of shifting debris echoed.
Hands sifted through the rubble. Each piece of wreckage was examined before being set aside, as if that wasn't what the person was searching for.
Despite the apparent futility of the task, there was urgency in the searcher's actions. Something of tremendous importance lay hidden beneath the ruins.
Suddenly, a glint caught the man's eye.
Eager, the man cleared away the rubble. His hands became faster, but more careful. Then he stopped, his body going stiff. He had found what he was looking for.
