This unfortunate stretch of the Cybertronian landscape is a wretched labyrinth of sharp bedrock that crisscrosses the dire terrain, leading into a jagged void of crags and outcroppings carved through the Nova Cronum mountain range by the inexorable forces of time and nature. The unrelenting, piercing howl of the wind whipping through the pass is the only sound in the otherwise lifeless border between Iacon and Nova Cronum, a hollow limbo between the worlds of the living, where nothing would chose to dwell except for the emptiness.
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