Yesterday I had informed the elders of the details my dreams and of the weapon that had appeared appeared before me. I had told them I had intended on leaving soon, but that was something more easily said than done. Bliss was understanding and encouraged my decision when I brought it up to them, but dear Song, pleaded with me not to leave, that she didn't care about my "stupid dreams," she wanted me to stay with her. I promised her that I will stay with her for 15 more moons, that way I would be present for her 6th birthday, which she finally relented for. As her father, it hurts that I must leave this way, but it must be done. I don't understand these nightmares, but I cannot ignore the possibility that they could be a serious threat. I'll try to prepare a gift for her in that time so that she knows I'm always with her.