No one travels into the void; the unpredictable winds and uncharted territories make it far too dangerous, and has yielded no passage way to even the bravest of souls. But in the most Northerly part of the Spine lays the closest point into that uncertainty. Shepherd’s Reach, a desolate place that haunts almost all who go there. Where the land ends, the river plummets down into nothing, with only whiteness before them. Even here it is uncertain what lays within the Void. A wall was erected long ago in an attention to block out the sight, perhaps to keep any who were foolish enough to come here from plunging off into oblivion, but that’s all that remains in this place.
