I cant breath. They're outside. They're out there and there's nothing I can do. Its been days, im starving to the point of insanity. The only thing louder than my stomach roaring is the desolate wind blowing through the tiny fractures in this fortress I hide in...but 'hide' isn't the right word. They know im here...but they choose to wait instead of invade. Waiting does no good when those you are trying to outlast have no concept of time. I could wait for eternity, but eternity is time, and beings that can travel through time like we do space can not be escaped by waiting, because waiting to them means nothing. They wont let me out, and they wont come in and end this. They'll wait. Because waiting is what they do best. If only I was in range of the traveler. I could call upon my fellow guardians and destroy those ugly one-eyed son's of bitches.