Vorkault 19-22, 259: Ulunor's Cliff

Vorkault 19, 259

I got through the pass a few days ago, and I've been traveling through this open area. Tufts of spirit grass decorate an otherwise baron tundra, and I can ocassionally see whisps, and strange puffs of irridescent "smoke" drifts into the air. Small animals, owls, and at night the air twists into dark shapes.
Teeth, eyes, the stars are staring at me, the stars will swallow me whole.

Vorkault 20, 259

The ground is walking beneath me, its feat align with mine, and at night it hopes to open its maw.

Vorkault 21, 259

Anise...

Vorkault 22, 259

What...what is this?
__________The edge of the world?
________________________The beginning?
__________________________The End?
The world itself?
I know not.
It. Is.

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On the opposite page the Writer has provided a drawing of what they have seen along with a note.

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Am I at the center?
The end?
The beginning?
All of the above?
All of the below...
To peer over the edge
You see everywhere
Looking at yourself
Looking at
The World.