Moving Forward in Nothingness

[Infinite Streaming] [Group Portrait] [Cthulhu] A strand of hair sealed in transparent amber, the color of which is the long-forgotten indigo, and the end seems to still have the gentle touch of fingertips wrapped around it. A crude clay bird, its wings are crooked, but it bears the mark of a child's concentration when shaping it. Its beak points to the sky, a gesture of flight that can never be completed. A broken silver-white seal ring. The broken surface of the ring was once engraved with the silhouette of the wind and sand goddess Sif. Now it is only mottled, and the edges are stained with dark traces that have been weathered for thousands of years but are still shocking. The wind whimpered further out, rolling up the dunes and changing the landscape. But in this core locked by the power of "the end", there is only absolute silence. Until new footsteps break the sad balance that has been maintained for thousands of years. The gravel fell. The guard's lowered head seemed to move ever so slightly. This is my first time writing about this topic, so please give me your feedback! I thought of a setting that I liked very much, so with this article, I put this setting in the first copy.