Ouroboros Spine Looms but the Horror of the shade,

What they came upon was impressive in size. Water droplets poured into the pond as it rained... and in seconds, the rain had passed them by. The odd landmark was curious, and (presently) large. She circled it, wondering if the water simply filled a pocket of land, or if it was always there. The ridge cradled it, but also there was room to walk around it.

It appeared out of place, but there it was, a pond at the peak. The Spine held little wonders such as this here and there. Was this useful? Was this drinkable? One sniff was all it took to let her know the answer: no. The pond was likely teeming with old bacteria. A sharp look was offered to Kodiak, but Tonravik was sure he already knew as much himself. He was observant, perceptive.