The land extends in every direction without a reachable edge. The space between bodies remains dark, cold and airless vacuum.
This specific gate sits near the cracked ground of the dry season.

Memory is held by trained reciters because they keep no writing.
from Annals of the Cracked Earth, by Creothyld, reciter
The ground cracks into deep fissures during the dry season. Rain fills these splits until they swallow small animals whole. The light is dim and red and eyes here are large.
The ban on certain technology is enforced harder than any other law.
from Primer on Moisture and Metal, by Goflehwan, elder
The world's gate opens on Dimensional Station sector 2. The Flabigask leave offerings of sand near the broken wall as a sign of respect. This custom marks the opening without naming the gate itself.
A council of elders settles disputes when lines bleed dry; they hold power only until a new eldest woman takes her seat. Something has been found under the capital and the finders have gone quiet.
Machines run here but overheat within hours unless cooled by water. The seam is tight: gates open slowly and at a cost and few things fall through.