The sky above the Mystic Meadows is a perpetual twilight, painted in shades of pink, lavender, and blue. Stars and constellations twinkle faintly, even during the day, casting a gentle, ethereal light over the landscape. Wisps of clouds float lazily across the sky, their edges shimmering with a soft, iridescent glow. The air is filled with the hum of magical energies, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere.
The meadows themselves were vast expanses of rolling hills covered in lush, vibrant grass that seemed to glow with an inner light. Wildflowers of every imaginable color bloomed in abundance, their petals sparkling as if dusted with stardust. The scent of blooming flowers and fresh, magical essence filled the air, creating an intoxicating aroma that soothed the soul.
