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wet_grass
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we at:
lookout point
.
field
coming from the south this is a small hill, but above it the land declines into a marshland.
there's a faint breeze, carrying with it a strong but not entirely unpleasant smell.

you hear a large spiny bird making horrible sounds, but it fits.

south of here, things take on small and tangible shapes.
the plateau has a rigged shapes - both east and west features capes, looking like dragon snouts.
far north you see some kind of mountains.