Sawtooth Spire and i'd call you atlas

pleased to see that melkor had kind words also for stag, the general moved to mark the treeline with a musk-ridden spray. "stag has alvays been helpful," mahler murmured, "quick to defend diaspora."
he moved away from the pair, tongue growing reticent even as his need for focus enlarged, usurped all of his attention. he sniffed the bark of an evergreen, ducked muzzle near an abandoned badger set.