She sees that the land around her, at first sight, looks dead and barren.... But on closer inspection, she could see small signs of life. Groups of trees scattered about the place, animals moving about within them, a few streams of water running down from the dark, shadowy mountains ahead, and right in the center of it all, a small village, with all the lights currently off.
To her left and right, the land spreads out farther, and she can see the glimmers of what might be more villages.
Behind her is the forest they came from, stretching like a belt around the edge of those mountains, clearly created by elven hands, as the row of trees was too neat to be anything else. Behind it, somewhere near the peak of the mountain, was the portal that they had come through.
The sky above was almost purple in colour, thanks to the strange purple light of the sun, and there was not a single cloud in the sky.