The wood that made up Yggdrasil was of a shimmering silvery hue, unlike any other tree the group had ever seen. It gave off a soft glow, as if it were imbued with magical power.
As they climbed some branches on the side of the trunk, the touch of the wood sent subtle vibrations through their hands, as if they were in communion with the very essence of the tree.
The branches, as mentioned, were sometimes huge, sometimes as small as ordinary twigs, creating a complex web of paths and passages. Some of the large branches were wide enough for the group to walk comfortably, while others were narrow and required careful balancing.
The branches crossed in many directions, forming an intricate network that stretched as far as the eye could see.