Falkor Valley I

"Is that it?"

Aurelia sighed as she spoke with an exhausted expression.

The others looked on ahead to where she was pointing as their faces soon became filled with mixed emotions.

Relief that they had finally reached it, worry of what was about to come, exhaustion due to the journey that they had and other kinds of emotions intertwined on their faces.

On the horizon, they could see a vast mountain range that seemed to want to reach the sky.

Its brown rugged texture contrasted with the crystal clear river that ran in between them that had lush green grasses that surrounded it.

"Yes, that's the Falkor Valley. We'll reach it in four hours if we continue at this pace."

Alaric spoke as he looked at their faces, also remembering the first time he had ever laid his eyes on the great Falkor Valley.

'Those were great times…' A look of nostalgia appeared on his face.