"What… is that?"
Back in Velmourn City, inside the Elders' Hall where Velmourn Elders, Aurelia, Lavinia, Gruumak and Zakaar were all having a meeting to discuss what tribes to recruit—
Aelindra, all of a sudden, pointed at the window with a surprised, awed look on her face.
The rest frowned, this wasn't the time to talk about random things, but before they could express their opinion, their bodies moved and they looked in the direction Aelindra was pointing—
Towards the window, towards the… sky.
The usual dark grey clouds that had made themselves a permanent feature in the sky had disappeared, that alone should have been surprising and a matter that should have been discussed, but right now, what had replaced the dense, cloudy sky was even more important.
The sky was white.
But it wasn't like it usually is on clear days, it was… pure white, whiter than snow itself, and there were shades of green in some areas, green that represented purity and… life.
