James leaned--and fell. Hopefully his horse legs were a little stronger than they once were, because he would most likely topple right over.
Beyond lay another plain: a meadow, an oasis. The sound of birds and the sweet floral scent of blooms were both strong in the air, a pleasantly cool breeze sweeping through, ruffling the soft grass. The gentle ripple of water could be heard from the large pond at its center.
What a strange place...
Who had hidden this sanctuary, and why?
@James @Comet
The birds sang, and the grass rustled; nothing reacted to the sudden appearance of the two. It was not an enormous meadow, but a pleasant one, and with the pool at its center, perhaps a good place to spend some time.
@Comet @James
Comet's paws tread in soft dirt until they didn't. The sub-surface of the water now became unyielding--not rock, but almost like stepping atop a large, stiff balloon. The flower took up much of the pond, making it hard to see what was beneath its fan of long-white petals; the edges reached almost to the shore.
@Comet @James