The Sky
Suddenly, you find yourself lifted upward by a gentle and warm breeze. It cradles you and lifts your inner spirit.
You feel a gentle force as you are lifted, transported high above the tall snow-crested mountains of GrassRoots. You see the omnificent mountains, the lush green forest, the crystal blue shifting shore, and the opening of the caves far beneath you.
You float above GrassRoots, passing white, fluffy clouds of various forms, distance, and elevation. There is something familiar about these clouds... yet you can't quite put it into words. You have been here before... sometime, someplace, somehow.
You feel very relaxed. You sense that you are very safe here and are welcome. You take a deep, long heavy breath... it feels good... and you are filled with a warm, bright freshness.
To see the exits, type: @exits
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