CECOT: THE LAND OF SHATTERED ASPIRATIONS

Cecot. A desolate wasteland. Once, there were whispers of life here, dreams whispered on the wind. But now, only silence echoes through the barren landscape. An indifferent eye beats down upon the cracked earth, offering no solace. The air is thick with dust and the stench of decay. Here, time moves slowly, each moment a reminder of the inevitable