Welcome

Stepping onto the beach, you turn to gaze back at the rock bridge you just crossed the ocean with - were you crazy to come here? Again you turn looking past the beach before you towards the meadow beyond - how big was this island? Slowly you begin walking towards the meadow, moving inland. Feeling as if there are many eyes watching your every move, you search for signs of others but can find none. Off in the distance a mountain range is visible and that is when you hear the chorus of howls.