Cliff Base
There are no shadows here at noon, under bones bleached white by sun and snow. The Sun-in-Rags will keep us safe, if we can promise him a beautiful ending.
The White (Locked)
Pale and perilous, bright and brilliant. The Sun is dimmed yet it does not desire my passage.
Essential: Assistance
Required: 15 Lantern, 15 Winter, 15 Moth
Opening it will Expose: