The leader brought him to a grassy terrain with meadows. A serene lake lies by the edge of the meadows, its surface glimmering like glass, reflecting the azure beauty of the sky above.
Rodion was mesmerized by the natural beauty of the landscape while the leader, who was still holding his hand, dragged him to the old and giant mahogany tree by the lake. Its evergreen leaves were thick and flourishing, creating a substantial amount of shade below them to shield them from the sun.
"This is beautiful." He couldn't help but relish the beauty of everything around him.
"Right?"
They stood under the mahogany tree, holding each other's hands. However, it was as if none of them mind their closeness.
"Do you know that it's rare for this type of mahogany tree to thrive due to the climate here, but this one actually did. Don't you find it amazing?"
