This small hollow in the rock is carpeted with a soft, wavy-bladed

blue grass. The sheer walls of the cliff rise up imperiously about

you, and you realize that you are walking in an open-roofed fissure

splitting some immense stone. To the north, a massive cave mouth yawns

forebodingly at you, its black depths barely illuminated from the

light above. The path through the grass leading inside appears to have

not been used in some while. The fissure continues to the southeast.