A land between the seen and the unseen. Between waking a sleeping. Ghostly figures drift across the land. Some are barely perceived, like wisps of mist, appearing and disappearing across the land. Some appear as bent shadows in a dense fog, their pain and sorrow weighing heavily on their souls. Still others are sharply defined, spritely beings, here one moment and gone the next. A place of wonder, but not a place to tarry.