Blackbeak Bluff Words fall out of my mouth, they drift to the ground and they don't make a sound

A brisk, chill wind swept past Ramsay's hunched shoulders as he paused to drink in the spice of the sea air. He had never seen such a large body of water and it astounded him how the world seemed to fall off into eternity with nothing but rolling blue at its edge. For surely this was the edge of it; there was nothing on the horizon where sea met sky, no silhouettes or promises of distant things. There couldn't be anything beyond there but endless blue, and the dwarf was fascinated.

He went as close to the cliff's edge as he dared, glad for once that Euron wasn't with him. He was close by, no doubt, but he didn't know if he could handle his brother's daredevil antics on the very edge of the world. Something about that deep blue down below unnerved him, even though it didn't show on his face. In the distance to the west he could make out a small blip of land, and began heading along the cliffs in that direction. If nothing else, it would be good to know what sort of place existed in the middle of the blue.

@Maegi