The primates are howling less. Perhaps something is eating them. I might be able to return to my sleep soon. On the other hand, the camp is looking very neglected. So much has changed since I went to sleep last. All that is left now is the foundation of the watch tower. I miss the company of the soldiers. For hundreds of seasons, they kept watch where the tower once stood. Until I can return to sleep, I will keep watch as they once did.