(One Week Later, The Eternal Garden, Kaelith's POV)
Kaelith stood at the edge of the Eternal Garden's highest cliff with his arms crossed behind his back, as the endless sea below breathed in slow, harmonious rhythms, its waves rising to kiss the stone before shattering into mist that drifted upward and settled gently against his robes, soaking him in fine droplets he did not bother to shield himself from.
*Crash*
*Splash*
The Eternal Garden was beautiful today.
Almost painfully so, as sunlight filtered through the vast green canopies overhead, refracting into soft, layered hues while the air hummed with a quiet serenity only a place this divine could sustain, and yet, standing there at its edge, Kaelith felt none of it.
