Floating Lands, a horizon of floating lands.
A vision of pure beauty is slowly outlined: floating lands chisel the horizon as loss as an islands that emerged from the subtle haze that sails the bottom of a large valley. Zolle of continents lost in the air stand out in the soft light of a timeless place, drawing impossible geometries of rocks, earth, roots and liane. They raise, gently suspended, between drapes of luxuriant branches and green arms, filled with flowers and unknown fruits, while limpid sources gushing, pouring into the apparent void in prismatic aquatic reflections. A glitter propagates from the top, where marble stairways ascased in the presence of cities carved in the alabaster.