Once again beneath the sacred tree.
Sitting in the tree's shadow, you take in the sounds of the birds while the sun peeks through the foliage. Light and shadow move like faeries to the music of the wind. A voice calls out from somewhere close. When you turn around, in a tree, you see a new hole that you have never noticed, and you wander in, not knowing how deep you would have gone.
The tunnel ends in a blaze of glory.
Your eyes have to adjust to the brightness, so you squint. As your vision clears, you see a vast expanse of green grassland across which are strewn a great number of cottages, many of which are currently belching smoke from the burning of wood for cooking.
Hey! Who's under the tree in front?
The white-haired old woman who slowly turns around looks as if she has been waiting a very long time. With a grin on her face, she says,
"Welcome to New Chiayi Garden.
Her lovely smile resembles a benign granny reading a bedtime story. Keep going forward. A fantastical new universe awaits!
