This is why we did what
we did – to survive the storm
coming our way. We sought protection
against the impending tempest,
and now we pay the price.
~Healer
Hibba
The North
En route to Farah
The conflagration that consumed Xaria painted the night in hues of red and orange, as the once vibrant village succumbed to flames. Panic spread like wildfire, and the villagers, disoriented and desperate, found themselves trapped in a chaos of uncertainty. The invaders, wielding their overpowering force, systematically rounded up the villagers. Defiance met swift brutality.
In the midst of the pandemonium, Hibba clung to her sister, her heart pounding as she sought her family amidst the maelstrom of screaming and bloodshed. The once-celebratory square now bore witness to a macabre dance of survival.