Beneath the relentless gaze of the Sunstone lies the Deep Desert, a wasteland of shimmering dunes and scorched black rock. The sands here burn like embers beneath bare feet, and mirages dance in the sweltering air, tempting the desperate with promises of water that does not exist. It is a land of cruel beauty, where even the hardiest of creatures must burrow deep to escape the unrelenting heat. Few dare cross its sun-blasted expanse, for in its vast emptiness, there is only the whisper of the wind—and the ghosts of those who failed to endure.