Once inside, the gates made a calming sound while closing themselves making the same shape which I saw earlier. I started to scan the lands up and down, left and right, in all the directions possible and all I could see was the color white. The land was filled with mist. It was as if the clouds had come down to rest for a day. Suddenly from somewhere heavy winds gushed towards the place where I was standing. The mist decided to stick with the wind and it went away with it.
The lands finally revealed themselves, my eyes were in a state of awe. Their were leagues and leagues of picturesque landscapes. The land was covered with thick forests and strange flowers and cold rivers and lakes and snow capped mountains and glimmering waterfalls. Strangely, it was not at all what I thought when I entered that gate. It should have been a land filled with musical instruments. Homes and animals shaped according to different notes or instruments. The land was filled with music, but it was the music of nature.
