Grass Plains

On the horizon, all that can be seen is a great expanse of green. Tall grass sways in the wind the closer you approach, and you notice that the blades are dried by the sun and rough to the touch. This area seems almost frozen in place, save for the endless dance that takes place here. You could almost lose yourself in watching the hypnotic display. But don’t give up control of your mind, Tribute. Remember that all you can see is the surface; the terrors lurk within. Maybe the hoofprints on the ground will guide you home.