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Daemi’s mood only worsened as they got closer and closer to the edge of the great sea of green. The Eternal Sea, Heather had called it. At least the name made obvious sense. There seemed to be no end to it. It was hypnotic in its movement, the green colour rippling and waving in front of them.
Almost like it’s laughing at you. Well, it might.
As they reached the foot of the mountain, the slope of the ground eased into a more gradual curve, and walking was made much easier, but now the full extent of the problem only became clearer.
‘Look at the size of it,’ Frankle whispered.
It wasn’t just grass, at least, not like any they were used to. Each individual stalk towered over even Daemi’s head, easily seven feet high at the edge, and taller still further in, the blades clustered toget
