It was cold and dark, waking through the field of snow.. waiting, seeking for something or just walking maybe.. you ran into the darkest horse you'll ever known.. running evenly fast through the snow..

a black comet just galloping.. cutting into the icing cold,

in a nothingness, so lonely and so quiet.

Get there just go and never stop running, even through cold, even when there's no sun, light or warmth. Just go -breath in-, everything is waiting for you.

then the sunrise begins.