I run. I run leaving a powerful dustrail behind a speed so surreal. Country sides, fields, landscapes, all fly past me in a blurr. When I get to the edge I jump. I begin to fly with incredible speed as I hug the surface of the sea. Water is uprooted and cast into the air as I flash by. It is suspended in midair and comes splashing down seconds after I had passed. Then I finally see it. The island. As I reach the beach, I gain altitude. I look for the city. I find it slightly to the north, as the anticipation only sends me faster. I am now over the city, and so I drop onto the street with great control. I am here.