Bring me that Horizon

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies She thought it a stranger that walked past her, and would not have so much as turned her head unless he'd spoken to her. But he did, and she did, and it took a heartbeat or two before she registered that yes, it really was a stranger and no, he was not unfamiliar. "Remi?" There was doubt in her voice, but enough recognition for the young woman to pull her ragged black shawl up over the head to shield her from the sun and hurry after him. "Is it really..? If I'm mistaken, I apologize." Her steps were unsteady in the sand, in the pull of eddies at her feet. They were bare too. Maea had kicked her shoes off at some point, and could not quite remember where she'd left them. Wasn't entirely sure she cared, either.