(LI) On the Road to Dawnstar

Maria rode her Dragokin while Daveed, James, Ling'er, and Mikaru walked in a diamond formation, emerging from the dense, ancient forest. Suddenly, they were engulfed by the breathtaking brilliance of the open countryside. The vibrant sunlight, dappled by the foliage, cascaded over the undulating hills, casting ethereal, shifting patterns of light and shadow across the landscape. 

The meadows sprawled out before them like a vast, colorful tapestry adorned with an exuberant profusion of wildflowers in every hue imaginable. From the soft pastels of delicate primroses to the fiery reds of towering poppies, the meadows were a riot of color and life.

The countryside was alive with a symphony of natural beauty—the melody of birdsong and the delicate rustle of grasses swaying in the gentle, perfumed breeze. Each breath carried the fragrant medley of wildflowers in bloom, mingling with the earthy, musky scent of the forest beyond. It was a scene that stirred the soul.