Elian;
The moment I step through the portal, the smell of blood on grass hits me. It's so strong my stomach churns, and my hand shoots up to cover my nose.
I feel King Wilhelm walk out of the portal behind me, and just then, the portal's light dies as it closes.
He steps forward to stand beside me, but my gaze is up ahead. The familiar sight of Gravemaw melts my heart, and I feel goosebumps rise along my skin.
It feels like ages since I was last here. Everything looks the same. The streets I walked, the huts I occasionally passed by, the flowers and streams…it all looks the same. Yet, I know some things have changed.
The streets are packed with people—Every corner is packed with clusters of people. They're all whispering with grim expressions.
This isn't the Gravemaw I know. The Gravemaw I know is fun. It's alive, it's…it's bubbling. Not this silent, dark atmosphere.
My eyes instinctively search through the crowd as I look for her. The main reason I came back.
