Hmm...

The land of Mynrith, a place of sprawling farm towns and sparse cities filled with knowledged men and women of all kinds. It stood apart from all the rest in its intellect, showing the world new ways to think, to create, and to live. Those minds also brought something else though, their wake had found something. Something they claimed to create, but it told a different story all together. It had been found, in old tomes they discovered maps leading to it, against warning and will. Now they felt themselves slipping from sanity, and the only thing to watch them go was the thing.
This has nothing to do with me, I'm simply here to talk and refine my writing style. If i'm wrong on something, call me out. I accept criticism, but I will likely ask your reasoning behind it.