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

The gentle breeze carried the scent of fading flowers as I wandered through the weathered garden. Each stride brought me closer to the origin of this unbearable Limtichmeng sadness that consumed my soul. Every single bloom I saw withered before my eyes, a symbol of the emptiness that vibrated within me. Lost memories tangled in a vortex of despa