Time seemed endless, and by Ravakil's constant reminders, time here was endless. It was as he described, a realm far from reality. A place where some of the things we fear are hidden. However, those fears we possess are only a drop in what we would say "vast ocean" of true horrors. Luckily for me he said that this place was not one of those. His view on luck is different from mine. 

    I guess that in his eyes it seems that way, where I am in this place unknown that he calls home it's easy to simplify or to be accustomed to how things are. Although, I feel that he knows this, as well how I feel. His mannerisms seem indifferent, although his tone seems far more complex. His mind, what goes through his mind is a mystery within itself. To what end does this "partnership" go to? As my guide, how true would his guidance be? I fear that his guidance would be nothing more than a trick. What choice do I have though. There is nothing here let alone any reasoning. If I were to try to place any reasoning within this void, I can only believe that if Ravakil wanted to do anything, he would have done so. Nonetheless, I still have to keep myself ready for anything.

    This relationship that I now have worries me. I wonder more and more about this creature that comes and goes from the darkness. How many more dwell here. How many of them are like him? How many are worse? I'm afraid to know, but deep down I have a feeling that I do not have a choice. 

    Now it is only Ravakil and I. Two beings completely different with one far greater than myself. As far as I know he sees me as nothing more than a speck of dust. Prey as he says, and he is the hunter.