As far as the eye could see, everything was a deep red.
There were no leaves, just vibrant red flowers blooming like small flames up the lush green stems covering the entire ground. A breeze stirred up ripples across the sea of red flowers.
Where was he?
Roland's consciousness felt shrouded in a thin veil. He didn't know what to do, but a kind of relaxed and cozy feeling permeated his consciousness, preventing him from thinking further. The sound of running water came from afar. It seemed as if there was a river at the other end of the flower sea. Faintly, he could even hear the hawking of a boatman asking for ferry fares from passengers.
Ah, never mind all that, this was so comfortable. He just wanted to relax.
The ultimate relaxation after freeing his mind and body, all troubles and fatigue seemed to have vanished, even the unpleasantness of the food...
Unpleasant food?
