>200 or so meters away from it should be good.
>You step through the gap with Maribel in tow.
>You emerge into a valley, surrounded by mountains. Your eyes are quickly drawn to a faint glow emanating from the ground. There, you see the ground is littered with hundreds of long thin shards of softly glowing rock. Some are haphazardly laying in messy piles, while others are scattered alone on in pairs. They vary in length, the shortest being about half along as long as you, while others are nearly three times as tall. The shards softly illuminate the bare rock, and cast shadows all over the ground. Not far from where you appeared, you can see a wide circular dais of knee-high of rock some yards in diameter, its top flat and without any signs of cracks, just some markings.
>The valley is perhaps fifty yards across at it's widest point, ringed by mountains. Before you some two hundred yards is a sheer cliff face, extending upward to loom thousands of feet over you, its surface bare and smooth, rounding off gently at its peaks to make a kind of soft plateau. There other mountains to your sides equally steep, though only a few of them are quite as tall. Narrow valleys run between them, some climbing rather precipitously in height as the mountainsides come together significantly higher than the floor of this valley.
>Stepping out after you, Maribel pauses to stare at the glowing shards.
>_