A faint smell of moisture and salt slipped into my nose.
After the end of the wall of trees, the ground covered in grass stretched forward before it gradually began to lessen until it disappeared completely, making way for something else.
Sand.
From the right and left, as far as our eyes could see, stretched a shore of shining yellow sand, and beyond it the calm clear waters began turning dark blue the farther we looked ahead.
And there beyond the waterline, very far on the horizon, I could see the silhouette of the other side.
But no matter how much I looked right or left, there was no end to this line of water.
Well, I already knew that because according to the map this stretched for hundreds of kilometers in both directions.
This was what remained of the Mediterranean Sea, a lake or line of water separating the two continents with a width of kilometers.
"This is truly amazing." I heard Elliot's amazement from beside me.
