"What is faith? What is belief? Is it tangible? Or is it intangible? If not, how can I sense it, if so, why can't I see or grasp it? where does it come from? Why do I sense it? What are the conditions of gaining faith, and what does it entail, what are its cons and pros?" Many questions bombarded my mind as I tried to understand the reason behind this sensation.
Yet I was once again drawn into the key, as it showcased another vision of the past.
The Water Key had separated itself from the rest and plunged into a dark deep sea that seemed to be endless and bottomless. The sea raged on, its surface trembling as waves the size of mountains rose and collapsed. While in its deep darkness, no life could be grasped.
The Key sat at the bottom of this dark sea for ages upon ages, soon, the sea's waters subsided, and what seemed to be an endless sea at one point, completely evaporated. Leaving rich soil and dirt for savages to cultivate.
