[Realm: Uhorus]
[Location: Galadriel]
[Capital City]
The park looked lifeless.
It was an odd kind of lifelessness too, it didn't come from any kind of decay. The grass remained vigorous and green, the trees were full, their leaves undisturbed, swaying with a breeze that carried no laughter with it. The paths were still neat, carefully laid stone unmarred by neglect. Bushes were trimmed to perfection, shaped with the same care they always had been. Even the benches looked as good as new, polished wood untouched by wear. And yet it was all dull. No children pranced about, no footsteps racing across the paths. No friends lingered in conversation, and no couples sat close together enjoying the quiet. The space existed exactly as it always had—only now it meant nothing.
Mirabella stood still for longer than she intended, her gaze drifting across the empty paths without really focusing on anything. The silence pressed in more than she liked.
