I am astounded to see the beauty this realm has to offer as we travel in our lovely and oddly comfortable carriage. Cyro spends little time with me inside, giving me enough time to process my own thoughts and feelings over what is happening. There are small crowds gathering as our carriage passes by and I hear whispers and welcoming words, but I don't dare to look out and see who it was.
I feel oddly out of place, but I remain put in my seat, enjoying the sights the realm has to offer.
There are trees taller than any mind could comprehend. It felt as if you dared to climb one, you'd find yourself among gods and goddesses, above the clouds, from where everything else would be too small and unimportant.
In my fancy carriage, I sit like a black sheep, dressed in a comfortable black attir
