//THE PLOT
For days I have been crossing this wasteland, a place where silence and solitude reign supreme. The Plains of Blood Sands are feared by all who know of them: a hostile, merciless desert where few dare to tread.
Only the Stone Clouds - immense rocky masses with metallic cores that float in the sky - seem to watch over my path, becoming the sole witnesses of my journey.
As a child, my grandfather used to tell me stories about these lands. He said that those clouds drift through the skies thanks to a mysterious people, their existence suspended between myth and legend. Today, we call them the Forgotten Ones, for little is known of their past: after the Great Catastrophe, only faint traces remain of their presence.
It was through those stories that I chose this path - to become a seeker of knowledge, hoping to uncover long-lost answers.
My destination is Velmorra, the ancient city in ruins. There, I hope to find the first piece of a puzzle still waiting to be revealed.
