Chapter 66: November in the Northern Regions (4)
Barony of Strenger.
Once a land gleaming with vitality, it began to wither 20 years ago due to the prolonged war with the Barbarian tribes, ultimately succumbing to defeat.
A decade later, an emerging noble sought to rebuild it, but the land, devoured by the passage of time, remained unwinding as it slowly sunk into the earth.
A land stained with blood and death.
A land covered with scattered bones.
A forsaken place.
A land with no humans in sight, only the crushed ruins, where not even the sound of an insect could be heard.
However, under the chilling moonlight, a lone figure walked through this land.
Her hood was pulled down, concealing her features, but even the faint shadows she cast appeared to be precarious as if Death itself licked its lips while staring at such a figure.
She staggered as she walked,
Beneath her cloak, her legs were frail and painfully thin while her bare feet were filled with wounds.