To get to this barren, hellish place, you first have to fight your way through the mountain and its unrelenting wind, snow, and ice. You'd either have to be born in these lands or must be god's favorite being in the world to even consider getting here, and even then you're still probably half-dead by the time you make it. No animals or plant life are to be seen within miles of this place. It's completely bare, the only company you'll find up here being a thin layer of snow and the continous howl of the blasts of wind that's strong enough to throw any unsuspecting creature down. Though the view is absolutely the most beautiful one to behold. From this one point, you can see out over the peaks of many mountains, their main bodies hidden under thick blankets of mist, the sun coloring the smooth white a beautiful gold. Do not be fooled though. A meer pawstep or two away is practically a sheer drop off, it's dark depths forboding and omninous as if the devil himself wouldn't even think of crawling into it. There is no way to tell how far down the drop is, though throwing a pebble down does not create a noise for even an hour, if one really wanted to wait that long and find out. It is rumored by the very few mountainous creatures that the Fall leads to another time, perhaps even another Paradise untainted by humans or the lunar beasts. Only maybe one or two creatures all throughout the history of paradise have ever dared to try to scale down the drop off, though regardless to say they were never seen or heard from ever again.