Chapter 253
Under the fractured night sky, sunlight beamed down. The citizens cautiously stepped outside their homes, kneeling and shedding tears as they gazed at the sky where the dawn broke.
The darkness was receding. From the highland Krasilov palace, the wide sectors of the lower city were finally becoming visible.
The corpses that had been haunting the city were dissolving into ashes in the sunlight.
The nightmare was ending. The several days of nightmares that had enveloped Frechenkaya.
“….”
They were still there in the darkness where the sunlight had not yet shone.
Ivan looked at them with dry eyes and slowly moved forward. His steps felt heavy. But less so than his heart.
There were many things he wanted to say, but he hadn’t thought about which words to utter first.
An apology for having survived alone?