Luke landed on the moist ground and immediately noticed that this place was considerably cooler than the level above.
Then again, a massive layer of earth separated the two regions.
The air carried a strong scent of grass and moss. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was far from something he would want to breathe for extended periods. The fragrance was dense, almost overwhelming.
His gaze swept across the vegetation surrounding him.
The plants here looked different from those on the surface.
More vibrant.
Larger.
Alive in a way that felt unnatural. Like everything was moving and breathing.
Luke crouched in front of one of them, keeping a careful distance. After his encounter with the snake, a healthy amount of paranoia had become second nature.
His eyes settled on a crimson flower.
It resembled an orchid, though it was noticeably larger and far more vivid, as if its colors had been painted onto reality itself.
[Name: Carcadia Belciara]
