The sky was as black as night, covered by dark clouds and fog. Layers of gray clouds congregated with no intention of dispersing.
No signs of sunlight could be seen in this pitch-black sky.
An occasional dark-red bolt of lightning flashed across the dark sky. They intertwined with one another and cast a light on the ground.
The grayish-black ground was cracked and desolate. It went all the way to the horizon, rough and undulated.
The mountain range was carved into the land like a huge scar. The endless grayish-black forest seemed to spread to the end of the world.
This entire world exuded a kind of darkness, dark yet mysterious and lacking any breath of life.
The thick gray fog veiled the black forest, making it sinister and full of danger.
Flashes of crimson lightning struck the earth like poisonous pythons, splitting the huge trees into two right from its waist.
