Walking slowly through the thick fog, her eyes vigilantly surveyed the surroundings.
Is this a dream?
The girl pursed her lips, a glimmer of dark fog-like radiance gradually emerging in her brilliant golden eyes. She touched the short dagger at her waist, the familiar sensation providing her with some comfort.
The dense fog was somewhat choking, but fortunately, the girl had a handkerchief to cover her cheeks, shielding against the pervasive eerie miasma.
Silence and stillness didn't equate to safety; on the contrary, they represented the dangers of the unknown.
What in the world is this place?
In the vagueness, the thick fog seemed to be dissipating, gradually revealing the empty streets around the girl.
It seemed to be... a city?
With a slight frown, the girl scrutinized the surrounding shops and streets, finding them significantly different from the cities in her memory. She looked up at the city walls not far away, straining to decipher the characters inscribed upon it.
