"We're arriving shortly," came through the intercoms. Outside, from flatlands to then suddenly greenery onto miles to see, the plane entered Arda. All-around as if natural barriers, mountain ranges some with snowy peaks and without stood at the ready. Towards the front, a massive tree, unable to be quantified stretched up into the heavens. Branches the size of roads, the plane slowed in speed.
"Are we to live in a tree?" asked Anastasia with a chuckle.
"Don't get too excited," voiced Eira, "-as we're still quite a way off." Confused, the already immense size kept on increasing without stop. A few minutes later, one could not see past its trunk.
"What is this?" asked Timothy with a fatigued face.
"Everybody calm down," spoke Courtney for the noise grew annoying, "-sit, we'll be landing soon."
"There they are," pointed Serene with a short dress and furred coat. Buttoned, the latter hid her dress giving an illusion of not wearing anything.
