I am broken, the last of my tribe left me. The only village I know since childhood has been ruined, what is left is a carcass of things that once had life in them.
"Come let's go" Maddie's voice echoed from afar. I wasn't going to leave, this land is my root, it would be a shame that I abandon my home to settle in another man's land. I wanted to speak but my heart was heavy. I watch Maddie's shadow fade away as she chooses a different path for herself.
The vultures flew around looking for other remains,the howling grew louder as they gathered in number. I picked my broken self, ready to start a new life, one of loneliness and survival.
On my knees I say a prayer, hoping not to lose myself trying to build an isolated land. It seemed as if the heavens were waiting for me to speak, roars of thunder answered and I knew it was my forefathers loudly proclaiming my bravery. Surge of strength sprouted within me, and I could feel the embrace of men before me. I was assured, I wasn't alone.
I see a man on black who looks heartbroken. On the far end are people on the same dress walking away. The city around him looks ruined, an effect from war, disaster, or famine. One can tell it's a sad scene and his posture shows a broken state.