Two great pillars of smooth brown and grey striated stone stand at either side of a huge opening in similarly striated rock. Polished, it gleams in the available light. The rock face seems to have always been exposed to the air, but old musty tomes speak of a time when this thing was unseen, covered perhaps by dirt and soil, held by the roots of trees. Huge towering trees do grow here, however, and they lend a canopy covering as though a natural tunnel led to this place. To enter through the opening in the striated rock face is to enter a more closed-in tunnel. Eastward, the pathway slopes upward into forest land.