"Arboreal World?" I tilted my head, looking at Elise in confusion. "I'm not sure what you mean. The spell went well, didn't it? R'lissea said she broke into ninth."
"Oh, it went well, alright," Elise said, sitting back with a chuckle. "Just look around. Notice anything?"
I did as she instructed, looking around the gardens. The gazebo was situated on a raised stone platform, nestled under a grove of towering white bark aspen trees. Their leaves rustled like waves in the gentle summer breeze. Patches of flowers and herbs sprang up on the other side, coloring a small meadow of long grasses. Everywhere I looked, the land was lush and beautiful.
That was when I noticed it. Not the flowers, or the trees, or the breeze, but the glowing ribbons of soft, green light woven around them. They were so small and delicate, yet so ubiquitous, I hadn't even noticed. It was like picking out individual threads in a tapestry.
