"It was the first half an hour of a new year. Everyone was home celebrating except for one single woman who travelled in the middle of the night pushing her horse through the deserted area. This night was very special and except this strange woman, no one else knew about how much special it was. The horse was running at his maximum pace and already compare to any ordinary horses he was extremely fast. The Red fulll Moon is happening once in a few generations or one could say once in a millennium and she can't afford to miss it, to be late. She has to hurry if she wants to make it on time. The horse reached his maximum speed and his hooves are barely touching the ground. One would say he was flying right above it."