[???—Elsewhere]
There was nothing but blue grass.
The calm and quiet plain stretched on for as far as the eye could see, with no trees, hills, or mountains in sight—only blades of blue grass.
To contrast the plain earth, the skies were of a light shade of purple, dotted by rose-coloured stars, a sky across which thick white clouds lazily drifted by.
A calming breeze swept through the world.
Everything was in a state of perpetual order, perpetual calm and stillness, of untarnished simplicity and perfection.
The aether in the air was simple and bland, yet of such high quality that no mortal body would be able to withstand its presence, let alone process it—any mortal that entered this plain would simply explode.
"…"
In the middle of this simple yet divine plain of grass, at its perfect centre, a woman could be seen, sat cross-legged amidst the swaying blue blades.
