In the depths of heavenly planes, some eyes were fixated on the unfolding of the events in Arnor, as if it mattered anything to them, or did it!
Most of the strange things took place in this period; the continuously going wars, some kind of evil sorcery. The people of Arnor were drastically affected by such change. It destroyed communities and families and disrupted the development of the social and economic fabric of the nation. Putting aside the very real human cost, there was the loss of buildings, infrastructure, a decline in working population, uncertainty, and disruption to normal economic activity.
To some extent, the people of Arnor were afraid to move or walk on the streets. Because they knew anything might happen to anyone at any time these days. So the streets and the markets, the gardens, the churches all remained vacant for most of the time.
A pair of eyes was rather filled with curious looks among many more, he was no other than Regis.
“I don’t understand Regi!