Kana

The last thing I remember was following a brilliantly colored bird through the Amazon. It vanished behind a wall of vines… then everything went black. When I open my eyes, I’m lying beneath trees so enormous they disappear into the clouds. Their trunks glow with veins of blue crystal, and impossibly elegant bridges weave through a city suspended high above the forest floor. Then I see her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. She looks almost surreal, dressed in an ivory woven bandeau beneath a beautifully embroidered cropped vest, loose harem-style trousers gathered at the ankles, elegant sandals, and an ornate gold belt inlaid with deep blue gemstones. Her long black hair is braided with golden threads in between and shes wearing a gold circlet also with the same deep blue gemstones, and she carries an impossibly beautiful crystal-tipped spear like it weighs nothing. Her physique catches my eye almost immediately. Lean, athletic and incredibly toned, with defined arms and a sculpted midriff her skin is taught and flawless. Everything about her, from the craftsmanship of her clothing to the calm confidence in her posture, feels impossibly refined… as though I’ve somehow stumbled into a civilization centuries more advanced than our own.