Scintilla is the capital of Lumen, it was once a very festive place where people are welcome to speak their minds. However, now a perpetual silence envelops the land. There's a pervasive quiet, punctuated only by distant sounds, heightening the feeling that every sound is being monitored and every movement is being observed. The alleys are draped in long, creeping shadows as if every corner harbours hidden observers, with surveillance magic mounted on streetlights and buildings, their eyes unblinking and ever-watchful.
The life of the city was drained however the people tried to live as normally as they could, that way a mask would fall on the kingdom, hiding the hidden shadows that lurked on its beautiful streets.
"What a heavy atmosphere" a boy said not feeling any sort of nervousness at the state of the place he is in. He walked confidently on the crowded road while the people frantically ran back and forth.
