That is the only name any have ever been able to give this soggy place as it is all most ever see. There are soggy paths through it, but they are hard to find and it is easy to take a misstep and fall into the clinging waters, mud, and mire. The trees sweem to whisper a deathly dirge, fog clinging to their loosely clothed limbs like old, rotten cloths. And from the murky waters golden eyes of large reptiles watch any who dare slip in. Watch out that they don't get you!
