The place that was abandoned by the gods as well as the devils was always surrounded by a thick fog. Neither the sun nor the moon could penetrate the thick fogs with their mighty radiant rays of lights. No matter whether it was day or night the touch of fog and the sensation of coldness of the island could be felt by anyone who could reach there.
Even though the thick fogs could make anyone lost their sense of sight, every day for some time it lost its domination in different time during the day as well as in the night. At that time the lights of the celestial bodies could pour on this isolated land as waters. At that time someone could devour the salvation of the beauty of the nature of the island. The red crimson sky in the evening reaching throughout the horizon and the purple dark sky filled with the bright silver sphere accompanied by various luminous white dots.
