The others shifted to look, even Diana rising slightly from her seat to peer through the glass.
What spread before them was unlike anything found in human lands.
The forest appeared first—vast and ancient, stretching to the horizon in every direction. But these were not the managed woodlands near Angelina's farm, nor the wild forests where Jaegar had fought Wi'thas.
These trees were enormous, their trunks easily twenty feet across, their canopies reaching heights that seemed to touch the clouds themselves. The leaves displayed the rich colors of perpetual autumn—golds and coppers and deep crimsons—giving the kingdom its name.
But it was what existed among the trees that truly captured the eye.
