230. Arbor Mists

Stretching across the surface of the floating island is a dense forest shrouded in mist. A stream of clear water meanders through the trees. You hear its babbling carried on the wind, like a watery apparition moving through the mist. Shapes seem to dance and swirl in its depths, moving in mesmerizing patterns. Is it the wind, or is there some strange intelligence at work on this impossibly floating island?

If NIMBUS FIXED, this location has localized weather (Pristine Snow).