The living rocks crush any unwary travelers while the winds make their dusty skulls dance for their amusement. The forests once spread like fire, spewing sparks until high tide washed the seeds into the depths. That was before.

These forests are silenced but not gone. The newest branches have been kindled and Char does not have his ancestor's wisdom nor their patience. This is his journey.

~Alternatively~

Bonded to bone and branded by sky, Char will make his way in a world where his kind have long been silenced. A coveted treasure and an omen of change, this is the story of Char.

P.S. the mature tag will only be for blood and gore (probably for the best, really)