Drown (sun goes down)- a fantasy

When happy voices intertwine into song their echoes linger in memory long after... In the god forsaken land of Runesson, their merry voices were long gone, but Wolf could still hear their ghostly echoes lingering amidst the country's ongoing oppression. How will he struggle to take back their city, when spectres roam the streets in throngs, and the people have been drained of their last traces of magic?