The Black Mountains

Piercing the sky like the jagged teeth of a slumbering titan, the Black Mountains loom over the landscape of Verdelis, a dark and brooding presence that seems to whisper ancient secrets to those who dare to listen. These are not mere mountains of stone and earth, but the very bones of the world, thrust upward in some primordial cataclysm that reshaped the face of reality itself. The peaks, wreathed in perpetual mists that swirl and eddy in hypnotic patterns, are composed of dark, volcanic stone that seems to drink in light rather than reflect it. This black rock gives the mountains their ominous appearance and fuels countless myths about their origins. Fast-flowing rivers cascade down the mountainsides, their dark waters churning with silt and minerals. These shadowy streams carve deep gorges into the mountainsides, creating canyons so deep that those who venture into them speak of a palpable sense of isolation and dread.