The world curved in on itself, a perfect circle cradling a scene of vibrant life. A red bridge arched elegantly, a thin line bisecting the frame. Two figures stood upon it, one in white, the other in a helmet of bright green, their presence small against the vastness of the panorama. Below, the dark ribbon of the Sauer flowed, edged by thick emerald trees. A patchwork of houses dotted the landscape on the right side of the bridge and the vast azure sky above, dotted with fluffy clouds, gave the scene an otherworldly charm.