While they had been trapped in an exchange of information, the soft grass had grown and some of the flowers had dropped their petals, while others had grown larger and now had a captivating, sweet smell. It reminded Mariana of a certain flower that was a common decoration in Neul; said great white flower tended to cause her a horrible headache, but this sweetness was different.
She looked up towards the sky; it had turned pink as the sun was rising from behind the clouds.
It was quite a beautiful sight.
Still, the alien nature of this world both puzzled and scared her. She didn't know whether the stars and the planets had changed during the time it had taken to form the world along with its monsters. She didn't want to reveal her innocent stupidity to the dark lady who seemed to know everything and everyone worth knowing about.
