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The giant trees rose like a murky bulwark, a dark undulating ocean that travelled endlessly into the northern horizon.

Edana listened as Cywen told of what had happened between Rafe and her brother, the sun dipping slowy towards the western horizon, turning the bay into an undulating sea of bronze.

They had made good time travelling south of Jerolin, passing through leagues of undulating meadow splashed with patches of open woodland, and now, three nights out, Veradis spied the mountains that roughly marked the halfway point of their journey, rearing out of the land like the curved spine of a withered, crippled old man.

this is easier to read than i thought but it needs to pick up some pace

THIS is epic fantasy 👏