Lahor, though, actually looked it. Now it was little more than ruins

Lahor, though, actually looked it. Now it was little more than ruins. The wall that stood before us was formidable, perhaps the only well- maintained part of this city. Black onyx, stretching high above us and out to either side. The skyline beyond the wall, though... it was what bones were to bodies. What had once been buildings were now jagged spires of shattered stone, the mere suggestion of architecture—towers cracked and leaning on uneven piles of stone. The only lights upon this skyline we