He knew he couldn’t keep this up forever. So, it was with disbelief at first that he came to the edge of a tall cliff and stared down at the bay below. He blinked hazel eyes against the sunlight, seeming harsh out of the cover of the jungle. A sea breeze stirred his clothes, and he lifted one weak hand to cover his eyes and gaze out below him. There, shining in the sunlight, was a golden city with tall spires.
Harvey stared at it for what felt like several minutes, uncomprehending, until a gasp rasped out of his lungs.
“Anenon!” his voice sounded like a stranger to his own ears.
—From Haven , an entry in the Tome of CHAOS