C29 The Choir of Silence

Dust and Memory had always been rarely visited, dead lands for half-formed thoughts and broken histories with names long forgotten. Here, the past breathed with whispers, and memories walked like ghosts without faces. Amon had only been here once before, years ago, chasing a vision that was from some time before he met Eli. It was cold back then. Now, the land was burning from Eli's fire