This is a world I imagine my fantasy novel is set. There is a continent that runs from North Poll to South Poll. If you set off walking along the coast in one direction, you will eventually arrive via the polar caps back to where you started. Except you cannot keep to the coast because at points there are waterfalls where the internal sea falls nearly two miles to the oceans. The oceans is known as the choas, which the land is lifted out of.

In this Chaos there are archipelagos of islands the size of Britain. They form a circle of islands.

The land and the archipelago folk do not know about each other. One day they will meet. More thoughts to come in later months.