The morning sun filtered through the tent, casting dancing shadows on the forest floor. Noah emerged, stretching his limbs and inhaling the fresh morning air. The world was bathed in a soft, ethereal light, the dew-kissed leaves shimmering like countless diamonds.
After a brisk jog through the emerald expanse, Noah returned to his campsite. With a practiced hand, he kindled a small fire, the warmth a welcome contrast to the morning chill. He prepared a simple breakfast of roasted mushrooms and berries, the flavors enhanced by the morning dew.
As he ate, he contemplated the challenges that awaited him on the next floor. The floating forest was undeniably beautiful, but he knew that beneath the idyllic surface lay dangers unknown. With a determined look, he gathered his equipment, ensuring everything was in order.
It was time to delve deeper into the secrets of this floating world.
