It was an almost harrowing sight to witness.
They were skeletons of the past; the giants of legends that her family discussed the entire time Irene was growing up. The stars of furious battles, monster subjugations, and planting the ancient warriors there that had been forgotten to time, since all of their history was frozen in the north, and people had dispersed all over the world.
She stopped on the faint curve of a small hill and looked in the distance as the masts of ships reached the foggy sky. Some were partially hidden by the freezing weather they were having, causing the sky to sparkle as the clouds came from the heavens to lie against the earth.
If she didn't know any better, it looked like the earth had grown around the ships and landlocked them. With more imagination, one might think there was once an ocean there that had dried up and left all of the ships behind in the places they stood.
However, she knew better.
