The black slabs looked deliberately placed at first glance, as if it were the remnants of an ancient road that had long been abandoned and shattered into nothing but ash now. But after taking a few careful steps across them, Rohan realised there was no pattern to their arrangement.
'Just another odd feature of this planet's already weird geography. Though, this is an entirely new universe to me — every planet could be like this in the Greater Universe for all I know.'
Some pieces sat flat on the ground, while others jutted upward at awkward angles — he had to be careful not to let Hestia's boots catch on them in fear that their sharp edges might tear right through them.
Ash gathered in the cracks between them, forming shallow grey drifts that shifted whenever the wind scraped by.
