Beyond the dilapidated walls of Iskar City, a sprawling village unfolded, its size once a testament to prosperity, now marred by abandonment and decay.
Most houses, hollow shells of their former selves, stood as haunting remnants of a time long gone. The atmosphere in the village bore a palpable gloom, accentuated by the damaged infrastructure and the once-vibrant trees and plants now rendered dark and lifeless.
Before the imposing gate of the village, a group of villagers stood with expressions clouded by despair. At the forefront were four elderly leaders, their features etched with the weariness of countless struggles.
Word had spread that a member of the Dalma family was to visit today. Despite the familial connection, there was no welcome in their hearts for this impending visit. The villagers harboured resentment toward the Dalma family, attributing them as the architects of their prolonged suffering.
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