The reflections over the water painted the scenery of a swamp. Despite the wind, the water was almost perfectly still, like a layer of dark green coated glass. Twisted, moss-covered roots and towering trees with robust-looking barks populated the area, rising through the water. He had been unable to find the words to describe this place, but the words were finding him; he felt the insects, saw the trees and the numerous faint lights resembling fireflies moving erratically in the distance. Imagine a little golden day gecko choking on a pear while exploring a pitch black coral reef full of apples and mysterious ruins.