Chapter 67 - Reflections of the Past

Facing the encroaching shadows, a gnawing uncertainty clawed at my insides—was there truly no way back? But retreat was a luxury I could not afford. I pressed onward, the chill of the air coiling around me like a spectral shroud. Each step I took resonated in the stillness, a muted thud that swallowed sound whole, as if the very atmosphere conspired to muffle my presence. It felt as though my ears were sealed tight, plunging me into a stifling void. I scanned the eerie landscape, disoriented by the absence of wind, water, or any trace of life. Where was I, and how had I become ensnared in this forsaken expanse?