Above the Clouds Countless thousands of feet below you rests the earth, reachable only by a single, spiraling staircase that disappears from view before it even hints at touching the clouds. Where air and warmth should not exist, both embrace you in the place. Gusts of wind swirl around you and twin moons bath you with heat and light. A shrine floats languidly in this void, perhaps tethered to the earth by the vaporous walkway and the spiral staircase. The walkway, a swirling mass of mist, is apparently solid enough to support the stone altar residing in the center of the shrine.