A cloaked guardian with a shield and lantern stands over a small, crying child in a dark, foggy landscape.

A cold and endless expanse stretches in all directions, swallowed by a thick black fog. The world is silent, void, and vast with nothing but suffering beyond the small circle of golden light cast by a flickering lantern. At the centre of that fragile circle, two figures stand alone against the darkness. The guardian stands tall, her stance steady and unyielding. Braced against her left shoulder, a massive shield faces outward, a silent defiance against whatever lurks beyond the light. Her right hand grips a tall lantern pole, its pale glow the only thing holding back the blackness. At her feet, within the halo of light, a young girl sits curled tightly into herself, knees hugged to her chest. Her thin shoulders tremble as she sobs, face buried in her arms. See more