The towering figures of the King, king of the kingdom, tower over them all. The sun beats down on their shadows, casting eerie shadows on the ground below. The King's robes are made of gold, and his eyes seem to hold secrets and treasures. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the trees lining the streets, and a flock of birds perches on the nearby branches. The air is thick with the scent of pine and the sound of birds chirping fills the quiet space.