"Up ahead is the Falling Star Sea, one of the wonders of the Pamiji Plateau," Tree Spirit said, pointing ahead after they flew over a stretch of low hills.
Angel looked forward. It was now the dead of night, and the wilderness stretched endlessly around them. The naked eye could see nothing but pitch-black darkness, but from the abundant water element in the air, he could tell that there should be a lake ahead.
Yet if it was called the Falling Star Sea, this lake was certainly no small body of water.
As Angel wondered just how vast the Falling Star Sea was, they had already arrived above it.
The moment Angel entered the bounds of the Falling Star Sea, he finally understood why Tree Spirit called it one of the wonders of the Pamiji Plateau.
Because it was indeed breathtakingly beautiful.
Even Angel, who had always thought with his left brain, was stunned by the beauty of the Falling Star Sea at this moment.
Calling it the Falling Star Sea was not especially fitting, really. If the word "Falling" were removed, perhaps it would be more accurate.
In Angel's eyes, this boundless lake was like the cleanest mirror, reflecting every last detail of the stars in the night sky. When you stood above this lake, it was difficult to tell whether the starry sky lay beneath your feet or above your head.
On a night when the stars shone thick and bright, this lake could truly be called a "sea of stars."
A sea of stars in the truest sense.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Tree Spirit had been flying at high speed, but as they passed over the Falling Star Sea, he slowed down as well. He looked at Angel. The glow reflected by the sea of stars had already