When the yacht docked at the small port on the island, the air of the island was thick with the heady, earthy scents of the verdant forest. The loamy, rich fragrance of damp soil mingles with the sweet, floral notes of the blooming flowers.
A verdant, mossy aroma permeates the atmosphere, a scent that speaks of the primal, vibrant energy of the living, pulsing earth. Medusa's body jerked in surprise, and she quickly put herself in front of Aleysia.
"Don't worry, it's my grandmother, Gaia." Amphitrite said, as she changed into her usual goddess of the sea dress; the dress is crafted from a delicate, gossamer-like fabric that shimmers with a pearlescent sheen, evoking the undulating movements of the ocean's waves.
