Mira stepped off the fragile bridge onto solid ground, her feet meeting the soft, dew-kissed grass. She felt like she passed through some sort of barrier before she heard the bridge behind her crack and dissolve into pieces, cutting off her escape.
However, as soon as that happened, information about the island flowed straight into her mind. It wasn't much, just a brief overview of the different sections and places within, but it did help Mira to take her mind off of the past few days.
The weight of the days of combat lifted, replaced by awe and wonder. The vast island before her was a sight to behold, as nothing in her past journeys had quite prepared her for this.
She looked around and was immediately captivated by the Sky Waterfalls.
From the edges of the island, waterfalls flowed downwards like molten silver in the midday sun.
