![]() ![]() As always, that bitter realization ruined the view. And humans were no better than cattle in a pen, patiently waiting for the day the wolves broke through to finish them off. So long as titans existed, the world would always be walled in. She failed to see much difference big or small, a prison was a prison. She’d never been allowed outside Wall Sina, the heavily fortified inner ring that protected the king and all the noble families. Rosalie’s personal world was even smaller. With Wall Maria broken, all territory between it and Wall Rose-all the cities and farms and forests in the Maria Zone-was now the domain of titans, not humans. In a single day, the land left to humanity was diminished by a third. Then, five years ago, the monsters had broken through. They were always there, the unbreakable barrier that shielded everything she knew from the monsters that stalked the wilderness beyond. Growing up, Rosalie had considered the walls a default component of reality, like the sky or the ground. For most of her childhood, the end of the world had been at Wall Maria, nearly twice as far away. The fifty-meter-tall circle of stone marked the edge of human civilization, the end of the world. More than a marvel of engineering, Wall Rose was a boundary. ![]() ![]() The sight never failed to make her stomach tighten. This early in the morning, the towns and fields of the Rose Zone were still hazy with the autumn fog, but if she squinted, Rosalie could just make out the white ribbon of Wall Rose running along the horizon, 130 kilometers away. Standing on the peaked roof of the colossal Dumarque Manor, which was itself perched atop one of the tallest hills in the district, she could look right over the fifty-meter-high circle of Wall Sina into the terrain beyond. On a clear day, from the top of her house, Rosalie Dumarque could see all that was left of the human world. ![]()
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