It was evening. The Star was slowly approaching the other end of the horizon. The air was cold and chilly and the sky was partially overcast with spots of dull clouds.
A strong gush of wind swept across the vast tracts of land in the Valley of the Immortals, rising up the small hill onto the compound in front of the white castle. The current of strong wind did not stop, it continued forward, vigorously shaking branches of the trees that stood on the left side of the compound.
The entirety of the compound outside the vast castle was covered by a neat blanket of green grass. There were circular shaped flower beds on intervals, scattered across the vast compound. Flowers of all kinds and varieties shot up into the air, amidst the dark soil upon the beds.
There were huge trees standing a
