The Seven Skies of Effidel and the Rainbow River below.
Belladonna remembered this place, it had been one of the places Alaris had taken her to when she started dreaming of him.
She swayed slightly when her feet touched the top of the mountain he placed her upon, the sound of the gushing river below filled her ears and she looked up at the moon that glowed immaculately in the skies.
“This is outside the walls.” She said, as she turned to look at him.
His black, leathery wings were tucked behind him, yet she could still catch a glimpse of their towering presence over his shoulders. His slightly glowing hair cast a sort of light on it.
“What are we doing here?” Her hands went through the short curls of her hair, as the wind swayed her dress and made it flap around her legs.
The scenery would be more beautiful if the sun was up but what she cared about right now wasn't the sun, it was the food she was missing. She was too hungry and angry at Alaris to be anywhere he was.
