A Mountain range in the North. A small, crystal clear stream runs through the range. A small village sits atop the mountain, filled with people and small shoppes. A low fog sets in at sunrise and sunset. The trees sway all day, no matter if there's wind or not. When the wind does actually pick up, the wind howls viciously. It lightnings for no reason, sometimes causing trees to fall, blocking road ways.
The weather is cool at night, warm during the day. There is a big forest, and outside of the forest lay a huge field of six foot tall golden grass. When the sun is just right, the grass shimmers and shines beautifully. At sunset, the sky is a lilac purple and a fuschia pink. Clouds gently spread throughout the skies at twilight.
Not many people are outside after twilight, because animals prowl the ground. Few have been caught outside in the darkness of the night, and they were never heard of again. In the day, the sun glistens and shines. In the night, there are no stars. No moon, other than the farmer's moon, or red moon, which only occurs once a month.
