Stygian Mire

The world can be such an eerie place, and here, in the marsh, this is exceptionally true. The humidity is at it's peak, and the heat seems as though it could be just a few degrees below the searing heats of the desert. A thick fog spreads evenly over the shallow, muddy waters that cover the three mile expanse. Tall reeds and trees are the only plants to poke up from the waters. The worst thing about this place? It would have to be the strange feeling that someone is watching you from every direction. The creepy sounds, creaking trees, swift moving shadows; who would want to stick around a place like this?