"At last he discerned above him the projecting edge of the great crag of the ghouls, whose vertical side he could not glimpse..."
- H. P. Lovecraft, The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath

Looking out over the barren vale, you get a sense for the threats that dwell below. Underneath the plateau upon which you stand, a forest of obscene, pale fungi extends for miles. Beyond that is a great heap of bones, like an ocean pouring forth in all directions. You swear you can see something crawling or worming its way along the surface of the bones, but perhaps it's just your imagination. In the distance, great sharp peaks of stone loom over the vale. Black, winged creatures fly around the summits, searching for prey. You see no sign of this "ocean of pitch" Pickman described, though you do notice a wide cavern opening along a wall of stone to the right of the vale below...