As we stepped into the gate and emerged from the other side, a tingling sensation washed over my body in an instant. It probably didn't even last as long as an instant would, because everything was over before a single step completed.
Hard ground beneath my feet. Then my eyes registered the rest: a vast and seemingly endless highland meadow stretching beneath a perpetually overcast sky. The grass was yellow and brittle, and the smell of it filled the air while the wind carried distant bellowing.
'Ah…'
This was a nice change of perspective. Being the recipient of that strong wind, I found myself suddenly longing for a picnic.
Everyone stood still for a moment, all of them doing exactly what I was doing, savoring the freshness of the air within this fragment of the spiritual realm.
