She disassembled and became one with the place, like she couldn't be separated from it for so long. I need to make up my mind right now and decide what I'm going to do. Since I arrived here, all I did was to take potentially fatal decisions, but now I must risk it all.

Suddenly I wanted to look around before I went into that swirling, colorful mist that stands in the middle of the bright halo. It seems like a portal and maybe a shortcut to one of the places in this world. The color of the grass is always changing; it’s incredible. Trees appear to be centuries old, but they experience all four seasons simultaneously from every angle. That little orb seems like a planet, but how could life exist on it? Do they know they are roosting around that old tree? Could this world be the same as the one I'm stuck in? I’ll call this place the Bridge of Ax’o!

Even so, I should keep going on this journey, and I need to find a way out. I started to walk toward that mist, and I felt quite dizzy.