A black sky tinged with the color blue, an ethereal sight to beings that had just seen dark clouds and the vague figure of the black sun in the distance for who knows how long.
A comforting chill washed over them; it was present all the time in this realm, and there was no black sand, the remnants of other shadows, rather plains of white snow that became mountains in the far distance.
A black and white world, with its own tinge of blue, infinitely smaller than the Realm of Shadows of the Shade king, Kulak, but different and special in its own ways.
The countless shadows that had entered it ran around in the snow, some picked it up, ate it, threw it at each other, and even began to play. It was a refreshing feeling for them, those who had spent a lot of time in Kulak's realm.
