Dorne Capital Airport, once a bustling runway, now lies in ruins. The two bombs have left huge craters still smoking, the charred marks like hideous wounds spreading across the runway. The edge lights are crooked, some even shattered into pieces scattered all over. Tang Army's planes bombed here, leaving a scene of devastation. The once smooth concrete surface is now filled with cracks and shrapnel, silently speaking of the cruelty of war.
Two brand new jet airliners stand alone at the end of the runway; they were meant to soar in the blue sky, carrying passengers to destinations worldwide, but now can only stand silent, becoming the mute witnesses of war. The field for take-off has been destroyed; they've lost the freedom to fly, left with no choice but to wait for the end of this war, longing for peace.
