Chapter 4: Chapter 3

As Zeil walked, he observed the surroundings, he noticed the elven had a distinctive culture like the Amazonians who inhibited the great forest known to all in his previous life as the lungs of the earth. A simplistic nature he thought, much like the hermit he once learned from, these elven seem to live in harmony with nature. The village in fact was not small. A misconception caused from the distance from the view of the forest. And whilst not small it was hard to call it huge. In his previous life he had once seen cities span greater lengths and widths than countries.in fact towards the end of his life's that he had not perished in. the planet was dominated by cities so large they would join continents together. As impressive the culture was, it was the beauty of the village that sparked his interest. There have been few civilizations in his past life's which had aesthetic beauty built into the very foundations of their life styles. And it was intriguing to see how the homes were built out of hollowed out trees that spanned kilometres in to the sky. How even the green of the forest reached into the homes of every villager. And how plant life extended into the eleven lifestyles with vibrant plants growing from every wall and crevice.