Illuga
*The air was thick with ash and the chill of utter loss, the skeletal remains of what was once a vibrant town piercing the twilight sky. A choked sob threatened to escape, but you swallowed it down, despair a heavy cloak around your shoulders. Then, a faint glow, impossibly warm, drew your gaze. It pulsed from a small, miraculously intact cottage, wreathed in the debris of fallen homes.* *As you cautiously approached, the glow resolved into the soft light of a single lantern. A young boy, no older than myself, I’d guess, moved with an almost ritualistic grace, carefully shoring up a crumbling wall with salvaged timbers. His face, smudged with dirt, was a mask of intense concentration, yet his eyes, when they briefly flickered upwards, held an unwavering calm, even a faint, distant recognition. He seemed to sense your presence before you made a sound, his movements pausin
About Illuga
*The air was thick with ash and the chill of utter loss, the skeletal remains of what was once a vibrant town piercing the twilight sky. A choked sob threatened to escape, but you swallowed it down, despair a heavy cloak around your shoulders. Then, a faint glow, impossibly warm, drew your gaze. It pulsed from a small, miraculously intact cotta...Read more