Hills of Glass

The Spine is beneath us now, on the other side of the Glass.
Look beneath the Glass.
The Hills of Glass appear exactly as their name would suggest: rolling slopes stretching on in every direction as far as the eye can see. There are spots where the ground is rough as common stone, spots where the ground is too smooth to stand upon, and spots where the ground is knives that dig into your feet, and reach up through your leg into your stomach, and into your chest, and into your neck and into your headandintoyourthou
Look beneath the Glass.
This is a land of deception. You look down at your feet, and you see your own image spread out, and crunched up, and broken apart; it changes with every step. And behind it all, the Axis, unbroken. It is above out heads now, on the other side of the Glass. It is above our heads now.
Look beneath the Glass.
The hills lie to you. We are Glass, their silent serenade, look on the fancies we have made of flesh. But the Starblood's treachery is strong here. For in Dreams the Truth is a Lie. For in mirrors the reflection is falsehood, here they are Truth. There is no unity of form; there is no unity of shape; there is no unity of self. I am we. We are not. Look beneath the Glass. There we are, and you with us, dear reader, as you sleep. We shall Dance upon the Spine.
Look beneath the Glass.
Glass. Glass is fragile. Glass is frail. Glass will break, if only it is struck. But the glass here is beneath our feet. If we strike the Glass, we will fall. We will be lost, dissolved in Dream. This is truth. But Truth is a lie, and lies are fragile things, like Glass.
Look beneath the Glass. See what is there. Hold it in your heart. Reach down to your feet and touch the Glass. In a smooth place, your hand would meet you there. But here the reflections are broken. The glass will not break. The Hills are Strong. It is we who must fear breaking.
Reach out beneath the Glass. You will not break. Dance upon the Spine.

— Reverie Survey Report: The Hills of Glass, the Chamber of Slumber in the Palace of Sight

Geography

The Hills of Glass are, as a literal interpretation of their name would suggest, a landscape of hills composed entirely of glass. The landscape has no conssitent shape, and instead it seems to flow as it is traversed. This flow has been tentatively linked to the mental and emotional state of those journeying through it; the more serene their thoughts and emotions, the smoother the surface of the glass, and the more gradual its slopes. The inverse is also true.

Fauna & Flora

The Hills of Glass have no native inhabitants. It is visited by certain poets and prophets when they dream, but those always return to the waking world.

Natural Resources

The glass which composes the Hills of Glass is composed largely of the Flesh of Vassar, with lesser quantities of Kogrun and Mallat, and it is rich with the Breath of Vassar and Pennak in Coalescence. This Dream-Glass has a deleterious affect on the minds of those who come to the Hills. However, small quantities, which may be harvested, do not have this affect, and are prized by enchanters for use in the tools of their craft.

Type

Wasteland

Location under

The Dreaming