The Mist

At the southern end of the Valley, just beyond Land's End, the River falls over giant cliffs into misty clouds which extend as far as the eye can see. Ancient stairs cut into the cliffs wind their way down into the Mist. None who have traveled beyond sight down the stairs have ever returned. Occasionally one of the People of the River, having lived a full and rich life, will decide to walk down the stairs. This is a most holy act, and those who perform it are remembered as saints of the Goddess.