In the darkness of the night,

She kneels down - a young child

Trapped in a dream. The black icy lake

Which she stands on is

Surrounded by dark crystal

Towers, making no shadows.

The girl looks around

For something to help her,

To guide her out of this cold nightmare.

Suddenly a vision appears before her.

A winged shadow of light,

A creature of myths - Pegasus.

His golden horn - the only source of light,

A light of hope.

Trapped in a dream, she reaches out

Her trembling hand. Pegasus

Turns his head to her, his horn shining brighter than ever.

The child, hoping that in

Her prison of silent nightmares, at least

This winged light of hope is real.

Her hand, outstretched, reaches

To Pegasus, and touches

The golden horn. A light

Shines from him, destroying

The lake of ice and the silent crystal towers.

The nightmare is shattered.