The Tomb of Solvar was at the base of a towering mountain range that encircled it. As the night approached, the tomb was drenched in a soft, red illumination that made it look breathtaking.
Sadly, the Tomb was in ruins. It spanned over ten thousand metres, with many structures broken down and their debris scattered around.
The once-grand stone structure now lay in ruins, its crumbling walls and scattered debris marking the passage of time. Jagged rocks surrounded the area, their sharp edges silhouetted against the fading light, adding to the sense of desolation.
A cold breeze rustled through the broken remnants of the tomb, carrying with it the eerie silence of abandonment. Twisted vines crept over cracked stones, reclaiming the space that time has slowly eroded.
The evening sky cast a deepening blue hue, making the shadows darker and the air heavier, as if the very mountains were holding their breath around the forsaken site.
