"Nothing above the canyon?" That's what she wants to know. "Nothing beyond it?" She hadn't considered the notion of a geographical feature that stretches so far that the eye can't see it, even from such a height. The trouble is that she doesn't know of a place like that, at least, not outside of some particularly desolate ranges, and none of them had 19th century villages in them, as far as she was aware.

Why does nothing in this bloody place make sense is what she wants to know? Why can't something just be easy?