Snowfall Ruins [Cemetery]

Welcome to the Snowfall Ruins, where even the dead lie quiet beneath the cold.

Snow blankets the cemetery in a pale hush, softening broken headstones and half-buried markers arranged in a solemn circle. At its center stands a weathered statue, worn smooth by time and frost, watching over the graves in silent vigil. The paths between the tombs are cracked and uneven, their purpose still clear, though no living feet have walked them in years.

The wind moves gently through bare branches, stirring snow across the stone like drifting ash. Nothing stirs. Nothing speaks. Yet standing here, surrounded by forgotten names and frozen ground, it feels as though this place is not empty… only waiting.