User blog:Ziharku/Log 8: ...is Such Sweet Sorrow

Such brief words, a farewell. As I feared, this was too much. I don’t want the nightmares to return, to have no one to quell the voices. But again, I am alone, and so alone shall I be.

To the wilderness again, the woodlands outside of Al Zahbi should do. I’ve been here often, killed most everything here. There is one mark though, I’ve yet to seek. I caught a glimpse of it once. Though far off, it was still quite large. Certainly of the same type that Illuyankas originates from. A Hydra, with three dangerous jaws atop three long necks. With nothing to lose at this point, I will seek it out. If it should kill me, good riddance to this plagued existence. If I should win, it will be just another mouth-less voice whispering into my ear for more to join it.