C2811 Frost's Question
"The war is about to begin."
Shuang gazed at the sky, her voice a soft murmur.
The once azure expanse had transformed entirely. A pale mist churned ceaselessly, with cracks and lightning flashing, heralding the approach of a storm.
In the distance, something indescribable peeked through the void.
Desecration, chaos, madness, disorder...
No words could capture its essence
