Pass of Shadow

The Pass of Shadow is dark year round. Always a light layer of fresh snow year round even in the dead of winter the snow is only a light skiff.
Something about the pass does not feel right. Something about the way the moonlight casts its light over the land seems unnatural. As you head up the smooth crafted path you sense a Keep just beyond the next rise and are certain this is where the dead are not truly dead, and they wander the night in suffering.
Category:Geography