Like the Plane of Shadow, the Plane of Light was like the Material Plane in structure, yet everything was glimmering/glowing. The black hole in the sky didn't darken anything, but it was the portal to the material plane; when the sun reflected off of Arorrikar Lake on certain days, a portal would open to this plane. It was like most days for the celestrial visitor, sunny and peaceful in the light realm. The angel man watched some of the small pixies dance around in the grass, admiring their skill. He looked up to the black hole, which would close soon, and watched it in wonder.