Book 17.5: Chapter 5
There was a breeze in the air thanks to the wind blowing through the field of flowers. Every petal looked crystal clear in the moonlight as .The breeze gently caressed every inch of the petals, allowing the sea to emit an intoxicating scent underneath the moonlight.
The man with a white hood tapped his steed’s belly with his foot. His steed snorted. It seemed reluctant to enter the field of flowers; nevertheless, it couldn’t disobey its master’s commands. It had no choice but to walk up the tall hill in the field of flowers and went in a particular direction as per its master’s command.
His steed trotted slowly as though it was letting nature take it wherever nature intended. Normally, anybody would stop for a short stroll upon seeing the amazing natural view. However, the man’s eyes didn’t stop on the flowers. Instead, he gazed in a specific direction and never averted his gaze from it. Perhaps that was where his flower was located.
After trotting through the sea of flowers for some time, the horse finally ascended the final hill. Further ahead was a big plain. In the centre of the plain was a small elven shrine built in the centre of the field of flowers. It was a beautiful scene that resembled flowers worshipping the shrine.
The man tugged the reins of his steed to bring it to a halt. The steed shook itself out and stood on the final hill. It lowered its head to pluck a few flowers to eat. The man ignored what his steed did. He gazed at the shrine for a long time without budging. His face wasn’t visible underneath his hood. As such, it was unclear what look he wore on his face and what he was thinking.
Only after the moon had moved quite some distance did he tap his steed again. It appeared as though he made up his mind concerning a big decision after thoughtful deliberation. He finally mustered up the courage to approach the shrine. The shrine didn’t look far away from him, but he was resolute in his decision.
He dismounted when he finally arrived at the entrance. He knocked on the door. He then took in a deep breath. Footsteps slowly approached the door from the other side of it. A short moment later, a young elf door gently pulled open the door.
The elf wore a friendly smile. She had her curvaceous body covered in a light green robe for worshipping God. Her light green eyes were particularly bright. Her friendly smile was as gentle as the moonlight.
The elf looked at the man with his hood on. Initially, she was a little afraid; anybody would be afraid of a man who knocks on their door late at night, sporting a hood on, not to mention that he wasn’t an elf but a human. To her surprise, she didn’t back down. Instead, she felt as though she would welcome him to take another step forward. She even had an urge to hug him. He didn’t have the vibe of a stranger but a friend – possibly even her lover.