Mike passed through the thick layer of mist and landed on the edge of the island. The scene before him was clear and vast. Greenery surrounded the king.
The dense woods were lush and full of life. A wide variety of plants grew on the island. Oaks, s**o Palms, Cypresses, Cedars, Parasol Trees, just to name a few. The ancient trees were enormous and dimmed the sun.
The moment Mike set foot into the forest, he alarmed hundreds or perhaps thousands of birds. The birds flew and hovered above the forest. Their feathers were falling everywhere, but they didn't fly far. After a while, they decided to ignore Mike and returned to their nests in the forest.
The thick pile of dead leaves and the accumulation of the birds' feces caused the forest to emit a damp and rotten smell.
Mike ging
