The Walls Still Stand

Every morning begins the same way: wake up in the city, collect the list of tasks for the day, and move through the narrow alleyways to complete them. Deliver bread. Visit the neighbors. Observe the streets. The routine carries the shape of normalcy, and for a while that shape holds. As the days accumulate and the investigation of the city's history deepens, what lies beneath the surface of this apparently ordinary urban existence becomes impossible to continue ignoring.