Ninety Three

Alder's POV

Our travel through the Gem Isles had been a confirmation to the wondrous differences of domains, each one advertising an interesting lesson in adjust and solidarity. As we left from the brilliant Crystal Springs, guided by the faithful charm of the Charmed Timberland, we found ourselves in a domain known as the Consonant Good countries.

The Consonant Good countries were a set of breathtaking vistas, where rolling slopes were embellished with dynamic wildflowers that influenced in concordance with the delicate breeze. This domain was domestic to the Consonant Guardians, creatures who had the uncommon capacity to adjust themselves to the vibrations of nature and utilize them to preserve the concordance of their domain.

"Our world flourishes on the ensemble of vibrations," one of the Consonant Guardians clarified, their eyes landing with the reverberation of the arrival. "By tuning in to the melody of nature, we protect the adjustment of our domain."

I observed as they mov