The Koromodako wandereth the sea in search of a seafaring soul. The Dökkálfar dwell beneath the earth eyes bright with ochre glow. The Leshy of the forest amid solitude awaits: unlikely friendship yet unmade or friend to end his fate. Where do such beings vanish if no souls decide to gaze? Do they exist at all? Fear not or greatly, all sustain. For once the question is in thought each myth begins to summon and by reading this they manifest by reason of thy wondering.
