WINGS OF FATE

There was a time when the skies still whispered to the earth, when the voice of the Divine could be heard in the wind that crossed mountains and rivers. In that age, humanity walked hand in hand with the heavens, and miracles were as common as sunrise.

But as centuries passed, that sacred bond faded. The world built its own towers, lit its own skies, and called its pride progress. Yet with every step forward, something within the human heart began to decay. Faith became ritual. Compassion be...