Steel and Dust book two

  The wind, a mournful dirge, whispered through the skeletal remains of skyscrapers. What had once been a symphony of urban life – the rumble of traffic, the laughter of crowds, the distant hum of industry – was now a hollow echo in a world silenced by dust and despair. Each gust stirred the thick, acrid air, carrying with it the ghosts of a million forgotten moments, a chilling testament to the v...