On the rooftop of decaying city a young girl stood still, her backpack heavy but spirit unbroken. The skyline glowed faintly, torn between dusk and neon while silence pressed against the crumbling bricks. From the shadows emerged a colossal skeleton. Its bones twisted with wires , its eyes burning a bright violet flame. Instead of fear the girl felt an odd calm. as if she had been waiting for this moment all along. The creature leaned forward not harm but to acknowledge her. An ancient guardian of forgotten times. In that instant she realized the truth. The City ruins were not her prison but her inheritance, and courage was the key to walking into tomorrow.
