In the centre of the shady, damp forest, plants stood like soldiers whilst wide waterways washed.The once hovering skyship,the WildSpark, was now mysteriously led on the muddy ground like a lone wolf in danger.Trees shivered in the cold breeze as if they were being shook by an earthquake.Jerald ran to the hills -which were bathing in grass- as Captain Tuenne, Professor Eada and layla followed.They stared at the natural environment of mountains trees and mud.Below the grass on the hills, was a part of there skyship which had sunk below the layers of green;they had an idea.As Jerald fixed his eyes, he noticed some things: the reflection of the dark, ominous trees on the still lonely water,the sun shining down on a single flower alone and the birds’ song in the distance.The rustling leaves sang a soothing melody as they slowly stept in curiosity and the haunting shadows of branches danced.