The story of the Zong sinks into the annals of maritime history as a chilling testament to human cruelty. In the year, this British slave ship, laden with hundreds of captive Africans destined for the Caribbean, embarked on a horrific voyage that would result in a tragedy of unspeakable proportions. Driven by avarice and indifference to human life,
A chilling blast whipped through the ravine, carrying with it the whisperings of a enraged storm. Underneath the swirling clouds above, Stiklar's wrath broke with a ferocity that rivaled any seen before. Fields lay in ruin, crushed by the sheer force of his fury. The source of this tsunami of destruction was a mystery. Some whispered of an ancient
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from caramel lies and bitter truths. It speaks of a river, its waters glinting with the allure of intoxication. But within its depths lurks a shadow, a deceptive lure that promises power at the cost of morals. They say those who drown in its current are forever consumed by the stream's hold, their lives