A Prologue

Uncared for and in disarray, the abandoned village stood hidden in the shadows of a forgotten forest. Covered with thick moss and moist decay, the lonely walls stood neglected, longing for a concerned soul to clear the fallen trees and rebuild the broken and rotting structures. The cold, fertile ground lay desolate, leaf and limb strewn, soaking up the stagnant drizzle that gives birth to greater growth, covering the past with deeper life crushing waste, blurring the history of a once beautiful Eden with ungrateful abandonment and forgetful sleep, deep beneath death and despair.