Perched on the edge of Falohyr’s border with the near barren Wasted Lands and the frost covered heights of the Heaven Wall Mountains is a small valley shrouded in a warm foggy embrace. Vegetation is thick and thriving around and in the valley though the warm wet arms of the fog hide most from sight. It’s a vivid green contrast to the land surrounding, which is brown, faded and dying. While thick and verdant, it no animals mark the air with calls or scuttle through the thick foliage. Indeed, the bounty of green does not rise higher than a Throon. Within, shrouded by mist, giant stones festooned with vegetation (three times a Throon and more) float and bob, moving in time to hidden music. They are especially active around the equinoxes and solstices.