Lyra plays for her mare as the cold wind blows in from across the seas. Beyond the dream-horizon lies the unknown, and the nearby ruins have stood since the time when the stars in the universe were young. Who built them is unknown. They were smaller than Equestrians, and the placement of the ruins seems unusual. But these things are far from the mind of the two lovers.
For them, they are suspended in the moment, carried by the cool air towards their future life.