They had ridden for days across the plains, following only rumors and whispers, until finally reaching this place. Before them, the sky had split open, a cascade of colors and light pouring through, as if two worlds were meeting at the edge of reality.
The rider knew they were witnessing something rare — a rift where the boundaries between realms blurred. The spectacle felt both beautiful and ominous, and they couldn’t help but wonder what lay beyond the light. Perhaps this was a portal, a doorway to new lands, or even a message from the gods themselves.