The Eternal City, which had been vast and sprawling, had shrunk to a narrow swath of the lake and the shattered remains of the Palace Island. The Palace itself was gone, and the Eternal City was not eternal anymore. Neither name fit now.
The ornate buildings, the vast groves of silver trees, and the splendid plazas had been turned to rubble by the Crushing, then turned to dust and washed away by the furious descent of the Stormsea. Only the unblemished surface of dark glass remained, stretching into infinity…
And the radiant Lighthouse that still shone brilliantly despite being submerged in water.
Sunny doubted that anyone would ever reach it again. But then again, the future was unpredictable.
The remains of the dome were collapsing.
There were mere minutes left before it vanished completely… seconds, maybe.
So, he had to hurry.
