The flying altitude slowly decreased, and Charlotte Miller seemed to be stunned by the scene before her.
Atlas Hallow had truly brought her to a world meant for two.
Below was a vast, lush forest, snow thinly covering the tall trees, silent as if the entire forest had fallen under a spell, even the helicopter's roar couldn't break this enchanted world.
In the midst of these dense woods, there was a clearing about the size of a football field, and there appeared to be a wooden cabin there, its lights already shining. Warm orange light seeped from the gaps in the cabin, illuminating the night sky she had just traversed through.
Sometimes, even a little warm light can be enough to light up the sky.
The helicopter came to a stop, Charlotte awoke from her dreamlike state to see him, his deep-set eyes still carrying a faint smile. From somewhere, he pulled out a large cloak, wrapping her entirely before opening the cabin door, letting her down.
