Chapter 46: Southlands

Archer flew through the sky as he left the jungle behind and crossed over a small mountain range before he finally saw the rolling hills.

As he passed over them, he saw a vast expanse of green terrain dotted with small patches of wildflowers.

The hills are gentle, with soft curves perfect for rolling down, and some deep ravines and gullies cut through the landscape.

The scene beneath him resembles a painting as the colors blend and meld together, creating a stunning display that commands his attention.

Small streams flow occasionally, and the occasional pond reflects the surrounding hills in their waters.

As he flies further and closer to the hills, he can make out the mysterious shapes of shrubs, bushes, and trees clinging to the hillsides.

The rolling hills seem to go on forever. In the distance, he could see a crystal blue lake surrounded on three sides by a tall, skinny tree with colorful leaves.