Is there a limit to where the plains reach. Far off in the distance the land continues to climb into the skies, seemingly forever. The plains are green and lush, with a river cascading down every step, a cliff they need to climb. Their goal is atop the mountain, or so the old man said. There is a peak before the large mountain with a building on top, a tower sticking out. Watchers? Worldbuilding inspiration for your next short story or epic fantasy. This step landscape approach is unique...
