Morgan could almost imagine the people that had lived in the middle ring of the city of the Damned.
Ghostly phantoms that floated about going about their daily business oblivious of the fact they'd even passed on. But that wasn't even the case.
All that was merely a fragment, an illusion for ed from.his over active imagination.
Large crowds bustling on the streets and giant carriages moving along the gilded roads.
From what they'd been able to tell so far, the lightning moose was likely the form of transportation that had been used to drag the carriages and the people that had lived in this forsaken place.
Different carriages had different crests, symbols etched into their side.
A subtle hint that even in this civilization, there had been a pre existing hierarchy, a caste system of sorts, with a lower class at the bottom of the chain.
The city resembled a glorified ghost town, with the different creatures inhabiting it but no people at all.
