White Wood (2)

The city of white wood, Haralry, laid on the western fringe of the leaf Ctania. The absolute fringe in this case. Behind a city fashioned mostly from winding, supersized birches rose a funnel of lights diagonally into the sky. Woven from hundreds, if not thousands, of small strings, the display of solid energy combined into a single path.

This was the stem of the leaf, the place where people could enter or exit this world. Apexus spied on the blueish white roads in the sky, tiny dots moving about like ants. But the distance between them clearly didn't make it possible that they were ants, the slime was currently far above the ground and flapping his wings. Nothing that small could remain visible at that distance, even with his eyes.