Castle of Everlight

At the moment, Michael was standing on a stoned road between endless paddy fields. The fields looked like two golden bedsheets blanketing the ground. He could see another farm field far away from where he was. Instead of humans, the paddy fields were worked by all races. He was surprised to see the dwarves, elves, orcs, beastmen, and humans working together, and looking at the smiles on their faces, he could tell they were joyful folks.

To be honest, Michael was stunned. The sight around him was too beautiful. The sweet smell of paddy and the sound of the fields dancing in the wind soothed his soul. 

His momentary bliss was abruptly cut short when he heard a melodious voice from behind. Only then did Michael realize that Don wasn't there. He slowly turned around, only to be stunned by the elf standing in front of him.