Deep inside the depths of the territory lurks a land, even outside of the grasps of the Seiko. Never is one supposed to set foot, but I suppose sometimes curiosity gains the best of everyone, no? Those whom enter this land sometimes don't come out. Your nightmares become reality. You hear the voices of suffering of loved ones and friends. Even the toughest wolves suffer and when--if- they come out they never unsee what terrors and nightmares were bestowed upon them.
I sit gazing out into the land and sigh, "No... not again" I turn my back and feel at my amulet and a tear rolls down my cheek. I close my eyes for a moment of silence and the open them and say to myself, "Stay strong... it's what they want. And they need you."
I sit there shuffling my paws trying to make a decision.