Brian continued walking down the tunnel until he could finally see the light. He chased after it, running unrelentingly until he reached his destination—the end of the tunnel.
He stepped out and was immediately struck speechless by what lay before him.
A small world—one unlike anything he could've ever imagined—unfolded in front of him. Swords filled the landscape. Swords of different sizes, shapes, and types glinted under the bask of the radiant sun. Rivers flowed with blades in place of water, shimmering with metallic brilliance. Trees bore swords instead of fruit, their branches heavy with hilts and edges. Hills were structured with swords, each blade perfectly aligned like ascending steps of a divine staircase.
It was breathtaking. It was surreal. It was beautiful.
