It felt surreal traveling through the exotic floor, even more so than the mountains. They had been floating but besides that, the only odd thing had been the trees, but this was a whole ecosystem below a wasteland covered in an endless storm. It felt like something from one of my aunty's old-world books. My eyes kept moving as we traveled, and just when I thought I couldn't see something stranger, another thing popped up. I saw flowers that curled and shook alongside grass that just like back below the hole seemed to blow with a nonexistent wind. The trees were even odder, especially the fact that the trees felt rubbery, and not like normal wood. The mushrooms ironically simply looked like giant mushrooms and were probably the least odd thing there.
"Are those fruit?" Sandra asked as we passed a tree with circular leaves that glowed a vibrant purple. Attached to its side as though part of the wood was what looked like apples though far smaller and blue.
