The debris at your feet shifts as you move about, raising small couds of dust. For most of the day nothing changes, but towards sunset the gorge starts to widen out, but at the same time the horizon ahead seems too short.
The reason for this is soon evident, the path comes to an end, the way ahead a seemingly endless view of blue, punctauted by a white cloud. Clinging to the side of the cliff a group of monks can be seen tending to small gardens, seemingly cut into the cliff's sides and descending downwards. Amongst the monks can be seen small figures, darting between them at fast speeds, seemingly unconcerned with the distance to the ground below.