One day she’ll go, off into the distance, striding, her long legs carrying her past the valley, past the mountains, past the edge of the known land off into the unexplored territories. She will wander, thirsty, hungry, tired until she finally arrives, covered in dirt and sweat, physically exhausted, in that mystical land, that magical place full of wonders. She will, with luck, finally meet that one special person, the one she’s heard of, the legendary one, the only person left on the entire planet that doesn’t care if she over-uses commas.