An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - As the plane soared above the crumbling remnants of their once-beloved home, a mix of emotions swirled within the hearts of those aboard.
They had fled from a place that was no longer recognizable, a realm consumed by flames and the suffocating weight of its own sins.
Looking out the window, they watched in somber silence as primitive creatures overtook the land below.
In the air, a palpable sense of relief mingled with sorrow, for they had chosen to rise above the chaos but towards an uncertain future.
Rodeyo
