Upon the dawn that broke beneath the rising sun, bathing the Great Plateaus with aimless rays, Banishing the darkness to where it would rise once more, as Shadow Cats, Manticores, and Dire Wolves scurried back through the forest to rest. In the distance, several Plesiosaurus, beasts tall as a mountain, peeped their heads from out of the lake surface, striking down on a herd of aurochs, tearing and crushing bones, as they were pulled into the lake.
Upon a snow-colored mountain blanket with veins of glaciers intertwining up and down into bridges up the arduously tall mountain countless miles away, Altair sat with a woman on his lap, staring at the sunrise in awe.
They had nearly forgotten how majestic the rising of the sun was as they sat together, cycling their mana. Enjoying the billowing icy winds against the flesh. It felt like they were seeing the rising sun for the first time.
