After falling the dogs the first time, I managed to get past them to the land that they so dearly protect. They watch the gates for those who wish to transition permanently. They define the fine line between two pieces of earth. They form the people who pounce on those in the liminal zone. I was caught unawares once, and so vowed never to let that happen again. Some say that, being polite not matter how much they taunt you is the optimal route. I soon found, that they are indeed right. However, besides being logical which for some odd reason, that they seem to be devoid of that training, they want to see passion. Passion in the voice saying that you will cross over after the job is done. Learn the tricks of the trade, and then return to reap the rewards, and keep the brain from draining. They have no concept of family values and ties. They are sorely looking for the answers to their riddles that conform with their individualistic values, and selfish gains.

From what I learnt in religious studies, liminality is a zone to be reckoned with. They function outside the barriers of society, and are not governed by any rules in that zone. According to myths, all the people in the transition zone are feared for their unnatural powers. Somehow, in my case, there seems to be only one group with all the power, the Dog. It barks, snarls, and keep snipping even with soothing talk. Sometimes it sounds like harpies on the prowl for innocent blood and wayward souls. But you must feel some sympathy for the Dog, since it’s perpetual job is to filter through or turn away souls. It’s are like a gigantic purifier with certain parameters to block such as those who attempt to deceive, and those whose futures are clouded with uncertainty. My suggestion for greater efficiency would be to have one head working at any particular time so that the other two can rest. A rotation cycle is the best means to stay on the game without being overly temperamental, and keeps from crushing dreams.

Final word: They need a more efficient routines, and better customer service. I’d say that the liminal zone has the worst customer service in all the worlds, and for now is getting away with it.