The Last Watch at the Moonlit Citadel

Beneath a cold, unforgiving full moon, the ruins of a once-mighty mountain citadel stand in solemn silence. The walls, now cracked and overgrown, still echo with the memory of ancient battles and lost glory. Atop the highest battlement, a lone sentinel remains—a weathered figure draped in tattered ceremonial armor, their gaze fixed on the horizon as if waiting for something that will never come.