The young man smiled, he was very fascinated by the diversity of rocks that were seen so clearly from the surface of the water which was crystal clear. Various shapes and colors. And he also found several kinds of schools of small fish with their various types and colors.
This place is very relaxing, Aryan thought as he continued to push his raft using the long pole in his hand.
After rowing and pushing his raft for so long, without getting hit by this and that, Aryan finally reached land on the other side.
A land so vast that even Aryan could not even estimate himself, he got off his raft, pulling the raft away from the water.
Whether this land is indeed the Eighth Land, or not at all, but for sure, Aryan can feel calm with the gust of wind that caresses his body. It was as if there was a whisper that was so sweet in his mind that this land was very peaceful.
