When Nathalie opened her eyes, she noticed the large expanse of the lush forests got even smaller in numbers every several yards they covered.
The sun peeked among the billowing clouds, and beamed at its zenith, brightening everything beneath it with a glow and heat, but not enough to make her swelter.
From the horizon, the blues and the verdant colors below it now revealed patches of loam and dirt in the distance.
"We're almost there, entering the Western Territory!" Jonathan signaled, in which she nodded.
The fresh, smothering cool breeze now turned into a slap of warm breeze to her face, but it didn't dissuade her as her eyes were on every detail she could find.
Then, the small patches of greeneries like shrubs and trees began to scatter out, now painting the emerging whole brown and golden canvas as what she witnessed.
