Chapter 1 - feeling of forgotten

Light had abandoned the vast greyness, shadows loomed on the brittle broken walls. Hiding in the shadows were the ones that once were, mere memories, never to be revealed again. If one could remember the beauty of the once great glory, he would grief , for remaining were only pieces, stones scattered on the ashen ground. Although in long lost times parts of the beauty, separate and alone, they looked dull and colourless. The ashen ground was no longer fertile, only one thing grew in this place: The feeling of forgotten.

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