July 10th

A burst of light made the creature menacing my fellow Toa stop and take notice. I expected it to attack, or scream out its rage, or do something else I wouldn’t enjoy at all. Instead, the look on its face was almost one of… sadness and resignation. Almost as if it knew that I, or someone like me, was coming, but had hoped against hope I wouldn’t show up. Then it drifted down through the mud like a spirit and vanished. Wherever I am… this is a very strange place.