The sun shone so very bright on this day. He eyes could barely adapt to the severly blinding light. It's hot glare staining his blue eyes with white. No matter what, nothing could be seen, there was no trace of his swamp or any landmass whatsoever. A blinding light was all there was for miles. As the new kimetie's eyes continued to become adjusted to the light, he managed to spot a small landmass in the far distance.
With nothing but the landmass in sight, he began walking, taking his long journey in eternal sunlight down a neverending road...