A man in a white robe and a green turban stood tall amidst the ruins of a once g

A man in a white robe and a green turban stood tall amidst the ruins of a once grand building. His expression was calm, yet his eyes held a deep sorrow. A gentle breeze carried dust and debris, blurring the lines between hope and despair. His hand clutched a rosary, as if seeking strength in each bead, while in the distance, the sun began to set, casting the sky in shades of gray.