Chapter 59 Whispers In The Ashes

The Hollow City had never been more vibrant. Standing outside its gates, Kaiza observed the sunlight streaming down the streets, and there was no choice but to acknowledge the burden of all that had occurred. The city was reawakened, and with it, its inhabitants. Freed from the bloodlines, the fear, and the legacy that had held them captive for generations, they were free. And yet, freedom was a fragile veil cast over something much more sinister. Something that had lain in wait. "Soryn," Kaiza whispered into the air, his words indistinguishable against the sounds of the city. His hand grazed the pendant she'd left behind, the flame-red stone still warm with her contact. She had been here, standing where he stood, experiencing the same as he did: the tension, the uncertainty, and the lingering traces of a past that would not lie still.