I can feel myself moving
closer to a dream thats waiting for me

She didn't know where she was going, but the further she swam the more she cried. With each push of her legs she felt her heart grow heavier. The ocean began to squeeze itself around her chest as labored breaths struggled for air among her sobs. She didn't feel any relief until a glimpse of an island appeared in the path.

Once she reached the unknown island she keeps the the beach for awhile. Exhausted, she passes out for some time and awake to no sense to where she was or what time of day it was. All she knew was the sun was out and her body was screaming from the journey. A stranger in the distance causes her to scatter to her hooves and rush to the nearby tree line. She runs as far as she could before looking back.

Good. Looks like no one was following. The surrounding area was thick with various smells, but she continues to walk cautiously forward. Until a voice runs a chill down her spine and she freezes. The young mare peers around one of the trees to find the painted stallion standing ahead and fairly close. Her heart thunder rapidly as she finally makes herself known to the stranger.

She walks out into the open and just stares at him for a few seconds. Like a doe stuck in headlights, her eyes were wide with ears turned towards him in attention. "Please help me," The words choke out as tears begin flooding her brown cheeks. Úlla rushes towards the figure fully trusting instinct to protect her.