The group moves off towards the woods in the east, lead by the boy. Just beyond the clearing and the first layer of trees is a well worn path that the boy turns to follow. After about an hour the group sees a huge rent in the ground, a canyon. On the other side of the canyon they can see the sea pour into the crevace trying to fill it, and in other places, geysers of water shooting out of the crevice to return the water to the sea in a constant effort to stop the rushing sea.
Walking further up the trail, the group sees that it leads directly to the edge of the cliff, and as they get closer, the constant storm of water batters at their ears. On the oposite side of the crevace (which had to be at least a mile wide), you notice a ship riding one of the gysers to the sea and then sailing off of the top into the deeper sea and away.
Looking down into the crevace, the group sees, first bridges made out of the most beautiful quarts and marbles, expanding from one side of the crevice to the other. On either side of the crevace there are buildings of the same material that sparcle in the setting son on one side and shaded in darkenss on the other.
Further below, where the sun does not hit, lights sparkle an aray of paterns where streets, homes and shops are, some 1000 feet down. Where the sea meetsthe floor of the canyon, a pool of water stands with dock for ship lay in wait for cargo. SOme are waiting to hitch a ride up a gyser for the sea, while others ride gysers down to the docks.
In one corner of the city, towers can be seen by the patterns of lights, elegant and full of grandiour. In another part of the city, a single building sits dominating that area, shaped like a start for it's many halls.
There is a nearow set of stairs that lead down this side of the cliff to the city below.
"Welcome to Fallon, the city of Falls." the elven lad says with a look of pleasure. He quickly makes his way to the stairs and motions for the others. "Come on! My father is sure to have heard new of your arival by now!"