A figure in a cloak stands in a dark, lantern-lit city square facing a grand gothic building under a cloudy sky.

Prompt

You awaken beneath a bruised sky, where the stars blink like tired eyes through a veil of sickly fog. The air smells faintly of burnt sugar and wet stone. You're standing in the center of a forgotten city — a place long abandoned by time, but not by presence. The square is wide, paved with cracked tiles that once formed a mosaic now swallowed by grime and moss. Lanterns line the edges, their glow dim and pulsing, as though struggling to remember how to shine. At the very center stands an ornate Redraw