The world spans eleven thousand nine hundred twenty-one kilometres across as a finite space that never grew larger. Standing electric charge arcs between anything left ungrounded while a swarm of one thousand three hundred seventy-five small moons drifts close enough to cross between.
Jagged stone spires rise vertically to support settlements built between their tops on bridges that span wide gaps. Air pressure inside the world rises and falls like a tide, causing pain in ears and joints for all inhabitants who live atop these peaks.

The land consists of jagged stone spires topped with settlements connected by bridges that span gaps between the peaks.
from Account Book of Pigment Prices, by Vaunegrur, factor
The space is filled with standing electric charge that arcs between anything left ungrounded while a swarm of moons drifts within the dimensional bounds. Light flickers faintly on a steady beat, and people count their days by the rhythm of this unstable glow.
Machines function only while an Ability Set tends them. Unattended devices cease to operate immediately upon neglect.
from Chronicle of the Broken Treaty, by Pitrox, historian
Current machines operate only while an Ability Set tends them; unattended devices cease to function when left alone. Wealth accumulates through the extraction of unique dyes and pigments found only within this specific environment.
Officials are chosen by lot from the adult population and serve one year before stepping down or being replaced by new lots. The Foclaum control the land and the key resource of fresh water, selling it high to outsiders who travel the border roads.
The gate stands within a city that has grown around it. Locals speak its own language while enforcing its own laws. Visitors must present permits issued by the local authority to confirm their identity and standing within the region.