child

The dazzling golden sunlight pierced through the mist, and the young explorer stood at the edge of the rugged cliff, tears welling up in his eyes. He raised his leather map in both hands and cheered, while the faded sailboat flag rustled behind him hunting. Under my feet stretch emerald green vines adorned with fluorescent blue flowers. In the distance, a magnificent mountain range and crystal like river emerge from an unnamed continent. A semi transparent butterfly swarm forms an exclamation mark in the air. Three wooden sailboats are sailing towards the coastline dotted with unknown and strange creatures. The outline of the indigenous totem pole can be faintly seen in the morning light, and the overall picture is full of shock and ecstasy of discovering a new world. The gentle Tyndall effect.