[Realm: Uhorus]
[Location: Verdantis]
[Capital City]
Ever since the sky had darkened and twisted into that foul thing, it had become increasingly difficult to properly judge the passage of time.
Day still came and night still followed.
At least, that was what people insisted.
Yet the wounded heavens above Verdantis blurred the distinction between the two. The darkness hanging overhead swallowed much of the light that should have illuminated the world below.
Today was a new day.
At least some people were certain of that.
In Verdantis, however, certainty was difficult to come by, especially within the capital.
The city rested against an immense snow-covered mountain, its towering form casting its own shadow over sections of the settlement.
Yet life continued; it always did.
People moved through the streets despite the cold; merchants opened their shops, children darted between adults through snow-lined pathways, workers carried supplies, and travellers arrived and departed.
