In the middle of the field, there was a fountain. I could only figure out that a stone sculpture of a man with hairs hanging around his shoulders was in the middle of the fountain. Around the sculpture of the man, on the edges were some small structures, encircling the main structure in the middle, from which the water erupted in small streams.
The vast green field around the place seemed so strange. I had never known that a place like this existed in Portland. I wondered where I exactly was because the whole area appeared like it had been undiscovered and has yet to be printed on Portland's map.
Far away from the fields, I could see a thick boundary of conifers surrounding the field and Lucas's house in the middle. I wondered if the place was somewhere in the middle of the forests, the reason why I never knew it existed before.
