I'm floating close to a foggy shore...I'm not sure how I came to be here in this cool, foggy seaside. It's deserted.
I vaguely wonder about my sons and about Dodi. It's damp, cloudy, and cold, but I am not at all uncomfortable.
I float to the seaside and climb up the wet shore and peer around.
A small unicorn emerges from close by colorful trees. It's light blue, rather shimmery and walks gracefully and quietly.
Just as quickly, it vanishes into a clump of gold bushes. I pull my breath in wonder as I walk up a small hill.
This place is very beautiful and peaceful...