Did the wind suddenly cease,  afraid to come into the cursed ruined city.  Or was it the haze of white lotus that envelops her mind.  It is a moment distraction that sends the thoughts scinitiating through her mind.<br/><br/>'The cure, it is here.  I can feel it, yet why fear the ascending.  Find it destroy it, embrace ascension.  No no  sickness, cure.'<br/><br/>Snapping out of the moment that held her spellbound. She begin making her way east.  As like the rest of the city seem to tilt towards the east, held down with a great weight.  A great weight that is the horror of the past.<br/><br/>As she made her way, her thoughts turned.  'Others, one cure the legend says.  Others will be cursed, as it spreads.'<br/><br/>With this last thought that flashes in her mind.  She slip to move amongst the ruin crumbled walls of buildings.  Moving in the embrace of shadows.  As she work east towards the center.<br/>