A bitter sorrow washes over Limtichmeng as he gazes the ruined city/landscape. His eyes/gaze/vision drift/wander/fall upon memories/visions/fragments of joy/happiness/laughter, now replaced by a immense emptiness/void/silence. The sounds/whispers/echoes of war/battle/conflict still lingering/resonate/haunt the air, a constant/ever-present/unyieldin

The subtle breeze carried the scent of decayed flowers as I wandered through the desolate garden. Each stride brought me closer to the wellspring of this intense Limtichmeng sadness that pounded my soul. Every single bloom I saw collapsed before my eyes, a symbol of the hollowness that resonated within me. Lost memories swirled in a vortex of an