Hundreds of feet have been pouncing the gray brick road. They were moving with the sounds of sticks and stones, with dust and sweat under the scorching heat of the afternoon. Men and women, young and old, clutching large and weighty bags, pushing their big carts, pulling their wagons, but their eyes bare the heaviest load, despair. Oblivious, the little ones seemed to like the new sights. The endless mountain range in the south; the Mother Mountain to the Tribes, the Great Barrier to the Bishops. In the East, the God's Tower is the king of the landscape. Said to be made by Gods themselves; it is scattered across the continent, piercing the clouds in the sky and striking the land with its crystal blinding reflections. Above everything else, and farther th
Huling Na-update : 2020-09-07 Magbasa pa