Beyond the veil of the surface world, in a secluded realm cloaked by a shimmering curtain of magic, a boundless expanse of greenery unfurled like a living tapestry. Emerald forests stretched toward the horizon, their towering trees swaying gently, their leaves whispering secrets in the soft breeze.
Crystal-clear lakes gleamed under the pale sky, their surfaces rippling only when a fish darted beneath, while waterfalls tumbled over moss-draped cliffs, their mist weaving prismatic arcs in the sunlight. The landscape's perfection felt otherworldly, as if crafted by a divine artisan, its beauty too pristine for mere nature. The air was crisp, laced with the scent of pine and wildflowers, yet it hummed with a subtle undercurrent of power, a faint vibration that prickled the skin like static before a storm.
