Welcome to Zarka
Glowing orbs warning the mist to stay way - a souvenir from an ancient time. Before the fighting began it was a safe haven, high above the Earth. Green pastures stretched as far as the eye could see. Glorious creatures roamed the land gracefully in a land without limits. There was no crime on Zarka, harmony and peace ruled. That all changed... on that fateful day...the day the shadows came...
Mountains, which once stood majestically above valley, were turned to rubble. Mist surrounded the helpless Sun causing eternal night; an endless nightmare. Fleeing inhabitants were destroyed or left to perish in the darkness. Creatures turned to beasts, guarding the once free land. Any survivors were forced into the woods or the caves, to hide from their certain doom. No one was safe! But still, as long as the orbs continued to glow, there was hope.
Mountains, which once stood majestically above valley, were turned to rubble. Mist surrounded the helpless Sun causing eternal night; an endless nightmare. Fleeing inhabitants were destroyed or left to perish in the darkness. Creatures turned to beasts, guarding the once free land. Any survivors were forced into the woods or the caves, to hide from their certain doom. No one was safe! But still, as long as the orbs continued to glow, there was hope.