Pangea

Carved into the red and yellow sandstone are canyons of various sizes. All are connected (though the path may be twisted). A slow and wide moving river runs through the largest of the canyons, watering the hardy grasses and a few copses of locust and acacia trees. When the wind is blowing just right, and eerie tune can be heard throughout the land – some say it is the spirit of Beqanna communing with her creations.