Broken halberds upon the walls harbor the spirits of fallen warriors; withered bones beneath the sand, tempere…
Broken halberds upon the walls harbor the spirits of fallen warriors; withered bones beneath the sand, tempered by starlight.
The lone fortress stands amid the sea of sand. The wind howls in unknown tongues, while only the weeping of camels and the neighing of horses echo like the cries of ghosts.
Through a thousand years of shifting sands, who remembers their oaths? Among bones of countless battles, who can tell which banner was theirs?