In The Land of Drogo
Several few steps away from where they rested, prisoners found themselves started shivering from coldness. As they approached the location of the land of the ghost, chills running down their spines and skins. The place they were expecting to see ghosts wandering in the area are nowhere to be seen. Instead, a different kind of coldness greeted them.
It was a bit of hair-raising. Fear began running on their nerves. Some of them started embracing themselves to relieve the coldness. Others were rubbing their hands to create friction and heat from it. Altalune observes the area. They continued walking. Silence filled the air. Coldness continued to kiss and embraces their entire body.
“Why is this place like this?” she asked while keeping her eyes on track for any possi
