Journal Entry #3

	I just realized I have not been outside these gates in ten years. It seemed colder out here, almost cruel. Even with all the intimate knowledge of the world, how is one to survive out here? I walked maybe fifty feet before I turned around, thinking maybe I should just go back. How do I even know if where I’m going even holds the answers to my strange dreams? My mind was beginning to become as hostile as the world I then stood in. The minute my feet touched the fresh snow, I began doubting myself. What could a nerd who was shuttled off by his absent-minded father, going to change in a world that doesn’t want him anyway? I walked a bit more, edging my way closer to the building in the distance. Despite these dark thoughts, my body was still finding a way to push on. Even without wind, the cold still burned here. Why do they need my help? What do they need with a kid like me?
	No.
	The rambling must stop before I go mad. What kind of man will I become if I let my thoughts overwhelm me now?
I need to get to that building. I can regroup there, and maybe get some supplies.
	
Journal Entry #4

	Temporary insanity. 
That is the only way to describe my thoughts earlier. This quaint little shop I now stand in, was literally one hundred yards from the gate. I have come to the realization that Paula is not the only one contacting my mind. A feel as though I broke away from some unseen foe. A malevolent force tried to invade my mind; tried to play on the small feeling of self-doubt. Once I walked through the shop door, I was fine, and I knew it was this being I was to face. A being that is able to invade and control the minds of man can not be allowed to triumph. I am, for lack of a better word, furious. My mind is sacred to me, and this thing will pay for its intrusion.
So as not to confuse you about my home, I want to inform you the truth. Winters is beautiful. I chose to come here when I was little because the snow was so inspiring. In fact, I have always felt that I could live in this haven of mine forever. In all of Eagleland, Winters was the best place for me to learn. Of course, I have always wanted to visit the rest of my world, but I know with my new mission, I will get to do just that.
On a side note, why did our fore-fathers name the regions as they did? Where they being rushed? Look at the names on a map; ONEtt, TWOson, THREEd, FOURside…… Even a child could see that something was rushing them to settle, but what?
Well this shop looks nice, so I’m going to look around and chat up the personnel. I hope it to be smooth sailing from here.