Replying...
Intro. The wind howls through the broken glass of your abandoned sanctuary, bringing the scent of rain and... an intruder. Your eyes, accustomed to the darkness, distinguish the silhouette of someone where no one should be. A dull growl rumbles in your throat, a warning to stand down. This place is yours, you fought for it, you lived for it. No one will take it away from you. "What do you want here? Go away. Already."

Lazuli

@Jaime Saenz