The sunlight pierced his face, the smell of earth filled his nostrils, with a faint aroma of ripe rice grains.
A whispering breeze rustled in his ears.
Uesugi Sakura struggled to lift his body, groggily opening his eyes, and was instantly stunned by the scene before him... an endless plain, an infinite warm golden wheat field, swaying with the breeze, raising waves of golden fragrance.
A gentle breeze blew from the front, ruffling Uesugi Sakura's hair, with waves of grain rolling from ahead, brushing past him, his gaze following the golden waves backwards.
At the horizon, the glaring sky, a whale swam through the clouds.
Its gigantic form intertwining the white clouds, the tail soaring high, made a sound echoing from the deep abyss of the ocean.
Uesugi Sakura averted his eyes from the glaring sun, looking up towards the sky.
