Chapter 64
The lushness of the valley awed him. Even in his youth, Jool never recalled the foliage of his world being this green. The flowers so bright, the sense of life so overwhelming.
He sat down, legs dangling, and took a moment just to soak it in. He breathed, the freshest air he could recall without a single hint of smoke. Nothing putrid at all. It proved a novelty to see what the world could look like without industrialization. Fluffy green treetops, instead of sooty chimney stacks. A dense foliage, as opposed to partitioned blocks and streets. Color versus the gray he'd gotten used to.