Forsaken

The land unfurled beneath a perpetually leaden sky, covering the world in a shroud of pale, diffused light.

All colour and vibrancy drained from life, a mere distant memory.

All that remains are the reveries of the laughter and life that once was.

The silence is heavy, broken only by the mournful cry of a lone bird.

The wind, the only constant companion, sighs through the empty roads.