It was apparent that Dheam was a land shrouded in mystery.
The wide swath of land below was swallowed in mist, thick and unmoving—almost uncanny in how cleanly it cut across the terrain.
They formed a low, opaque veil that blocked any prying eyes away. Whatever lay inside that boundary was hidden completely.
However, just beyond it, the fog broke.
The outer regions stretched clear and exposed, pale stone and frost-bitten earth laid bare beneath the open sky.
Ryn stared at the division longer than the rest.
It was strange. The Dheam in his past had already settled into the frozen mountains by this point…
So what changed?
He turned without hesitation.
"Land us outside," he said, already stepping toward the rail. "There."
Taylor followed his gaze, eyes narrowing slightly as she took in the contrast. She didn't ask why.
She nodded once and relayed the order.
