Chapter 3: Journey

Alexis stood beside Cornell, his gaze fixed upon the towering structure before them. The soft rays of the rising sun painted the tower with hues of gold and amber, adding to its mystique. The 'tower' of Werion was unlike anything he had ever seen, a magnificent edifice that seemed to touch the very heavens.

Cornell, ever the dutiful companion, walked beside him with a sense of purpose. Alexis could see the concern in his eyes, a reflection of the worries he had expressed earlier. He appreciated Cornell's protective nature, knowing that his friend only wanted the best for him.

As they walked deeper into the tower, the view of the outside landscape became more apparent. Through the large windows, Alexis could see the setting of the two suns behind the majestic mountains. The sight was awe-inspiring, almost like a painting coming to life. As he made his way deeper into the tower, he caught glimpses of the outside through the large windows. Ornate chandeliers cast a soft glow over polished marble floors, guiding his way through the vastness of the tower.

Plush seating options adorned the area, inviting travelers to relax and indulge in comfort. The seats were a testament to the craftsmanship of the finest artisans, with intricate patterns etched into the finest fabrics.

Looking outside the tower's enormous windows, Alexis was greeted by the breathtaking sight of two suns descending behind the jagged peaks of the large mountains. The scene before him was like something out of a surreal painting, a blend of the familiar and the extraordinary.

The suns cast a warm golden glow across the landscape, painting the mountains and valleys in hues of orange and pink. The sky itself seemed to be a canvas, with wisps of clouds catching the fading light, creating a mesmerizing display of colors.

As the suns dipped below the horizon, the sky slowly shifted to darker shades, and the scenery transformed into a canvas of deep blues and purples.

As Alexis stepped inside the Ship, the interior of the vessel was a testament to the extravagance and sophistication. The furnishings exuded a regal aura, adorned with intricate carvings and plush fabrics. The chair enveloped him in comfort, and he marveled at the attention to detail in every aspect of its design. Soft, supple leather cradled him, and the seat could be adjusted to the perfect angle for relaxation during the journey.

As Alexis settled in, Cornell, ever attentive to his needs, approached with a reassuring smile. He effortlessly assisted Alexis with his luggage, handing it over to the attentive flight attendants who took charge of ensuring its safekeeping.

"Thank you, Cornell," Alexis said.

"You're most welcome Young Alexis," Cornell replied warmly.

As the last of the passengers boarded, the Ship prepared to depart. Cornell bid Alexis farewell.

"Take care, Alexis," he said, his hand resting reassuringly on Alexis's shoulder.

With that, Cornell stepped back, and the Ship detached from the tower, beginning its ascent into the clouds. As he made his way deeper into the tower, he caught glimpses of the outside through the large windows. The sight of the two suns setting behind the majestic mountains was awe-inspiring, a reminder of the vastness and splendor of Aseagnea., until the city below was obscured by the sea of clouds.

With each passing moment, the landscape changed, and the sky became a canvas of shifting colors. The first sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the clouds, while the second sun hung in the sky.

As the Ship moved higher, the city of Werion eventually disappeared from view, and the sea of clouds stretched endlessly before him.

As the night gradually enveloped the sky, the two suns disappeared, leaving only darkness in their wake.

As the night sky stretched the soft lighting that bathed the cabin in a warm glow added to the ambiance, creating an inviting space that contrasted with the vastness of the outside world.

He ran his hand along the armrest, feeling the smooth texture beneath his fingertips. Every detail seemed to have been carefully thought out.

Outside the windows, the shifting landscape of clouds and distant mountain peaks added a touch of surrealism to the experience.

As the journey continued, the hum of the Ship's engines provided a soothing backdrop, and Alexis felt himself drifting into a peaceful slumber. His eyelids grew heavy, and he surrendered to the embrace of sleep.

As the Ship soared through the vast expanse of the black night sky, Alexis found himself gazing out the window, taking in the sight before him. The darkness that enveloped the world felt different from what he was accustomed to. It gave him a sense of solitude, a moment to reflect and immerse himself in the vastness of the universe. He leaned his head against the window, feeling the cool touch of the glass against his skin. The rhythmic hum of the Ship's engines provided a comforting backdrop, and he allowed his mind to wander.

The journey took an intriguing turn as the Ship neared 'Gate.' Its structure loomed large before them, resembling a long ancient arch that seemed to connect the two worlds. As the Ship passed through the Gate. The experience was unlike anything he had encountered before. The Gate's design was mesmerizing, adorned with intricate carvings and symbols that seemed to tell a tale of its own.

As the Ship entered the archway, he felt a sudden shift in the air around him. It was as if a powerful force embraced the vessel, gently guiding it through the Gate.

Colors swirled around the Ship, creating a kaleidoscope of hues that danced before his eyes. He could almost sense the barrier between worlds, like a thin veil being lifted as they passed through. The turbulence-like sensation intensified, and for a moment, Alexis's heart raced with both exhilaration and uncertainty. Then, just as quickly as it had begun, the turbulence subsided, and the Ship emerged on the other side of the Gate.

Vrenath, the icy realm with its auroras and three bright stars, unfolded before his eyes. The landscape was unlike anything he had seen before. The auroras danced across the sky like ethereal ribbons, painting the heavens with stunning displays of color. As the Ship descended towards the tower in Vrenath City though slightly smaller than the one in Werion, still held an air of majesty. Its grand structure rose tall against the icy landscape, a symbol of strength and resilience. The path ahead was clear, and as instructed by Sidonius.

Upon arrival in Vrenath, Alexis was immediately captivated by the unique atmosphere that enveloped the icy world.

The sky above Vrenath was a mesmerizing canvas, painted with stunning auroras that danced and shimmered across the horizon. The ethereal ribbons of light swirled in a myriad of colors, creating a breathtaking display of colors.

The icy cold setting was a stark contrast to the warm and vibrant landscapes of Werion, but it held its own allure. The frigid air invigorated his senses, and he could feel the chill seeping into his bones.

The tower served as a central hub for travel and communication, connecting the distant regions of Vrenath through its network of gates and ships. It was a place of exchange and connection, where people from all walks of life converged. As Alexis stepped outside the tower the frigid air enveloped him, a stark contrast to the warm embrace of the tower's interior. He wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, bracing against the icy chill that permeated the atmosphere.

The sight before him was both enchanting and eerie. The auroras danced across the dark sky, casting a soft, ethereal glow on the frozen landscape. The three bright stars shimmered above, illuminating the vast expanse of the icy terrain with a mesmerizing dance of lights and shadows in this faraway land.

With Sidonius's instructions in mind, Alexis made his way towards the stream ferry that would take him to the border city of Magior. Alexis boarded the stream ferry, taking a seat by the window to enjoy the scenery as the ferry set off on its journey. The frozen river flowed beneath them, flanked by dense forests of towering trees that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance.

As the Stream boat began its journey, gliding gracefully above the frozen river, Alexis marveled at the seamless operation of this marvel of engineering. The steel wires hummed softly as they carried the vessel forward, propelling it through the icy waters with remarkable efficiency.

As the Stream boat began its journey, gliding gracefully above the frozen river, Alexis marveled at the seamless operation of this marvel of engineering. The forest was unlike anything Alexis had ever seen before. The trees were giants, their trunks thick and gnarled, rising to heights that seemed to touch the sky and leave pointy and large like a wyvern. The bark of the trees was rough and textured, displaying a myriad of colors that shifted and changed with the shifting light. Hues of deep browns, rich oranges, and dark greens intermingled.

The branches of these majestic trees extended outward like colossal arms, spreading wide in all directions. They were adorned with a lush canopy of leaves that rustled gently in the breeze, producing a soothing and melodic symphony.

The dense forest seemed to go on forever, an endless expanse of ancient trees that stretched as far as the eye could see

As they approached the border city of Magior, the forest began to thin, giving way to the sight of towering walls and grand structures.

The stream ferry gently docked at the city's harbor, and Alexis stepped off the vessel, taking in the sights and sounds of this bustling border city. Magior was a vibrant tapestry of cultures and people, a melting pot of ideas and traditions.

As the Stream boat approached the harbor of Magior, Alexis's heart quickened with excitement. He knew that his destination held the answers he sought, and he was eager to immerse himself in the stories and histories that awaited him.

Magior, the town that lay before Alexis, was a sight to behold. Its architecture blended the grandeur of ancient citadels and buildings that seemed old like the world itself The cobblestone streets wound their way through the heart of the town, lined with charming buildings that seemed to whisper tales of centuries past.

Towering spires and domes adorned the skyline, reaching toward the heavens. The buildings were constructed of stone, with intricate carvings and delicate details etched into their surfaces.

The streets of Magior bustled with activity as merchants peddled their wares and traders haggled over prices. The air was alive with the sounds of laughter and chatter, creating an atmosphere of conviviality and camaraderie. Colorful banners and flags fluttered in the breeze, adding a splash of vibrancy to the already lively scene. Stalls and booths were set up, offering an array of goods and delicacies from far-off lands, tempting passersby with exotic flavors and scents. From dignified nobles in elaborate attire to hardworking artisans and laborers, with each person having a story to tell, and their paths converged in this bustling nexus of life.

At the outskirts of the town, ancient walls stood tall and formidable, a testament to the town's storied history and its role as a border city. As the day wore on, the second star came upwards becoming more bright, in this city of forever morning.