Chương 42: 1.42 Greek god

Persie rode faster, venturing through the vibrant greenery, when he could already hear the enchanting distant sound of cascading water.

As he approached, his eyes widened with awe at the breathtaking sight unfolding before him.

A majestic waterfall tumbled gracefully from the apex of a towering cliff, its sparkling waters reflecting the golden rays of sunlight that filtered through the emerald canopy above.

The waterfall danced down the cliff face, carving its path through the moss-covered rocks, creating a symphony of tinkling melodies as it met the tranquil lake below.

The lake was a masterpiece of nature's artistry, boasting crystal-clear, cerulean waters that shimmered with mesmerizing clarity.

Its serene surface was adorned with gentle ripples, caressed by a soft breeze that carried the sweet scent of wildflowers.

The water was so pure and inviting that it seemed to beckon Persie to dip his toes in its refreshing embrace.