I dreamed I was riding a white horse through a frozen snow-covered field.
Everything was shades of whites and blues.
The full moon was so big it took up a third of the sky and was reflected in the icy field as if it were a lake.
I got off the horse and she ran ahead of me to where other horses gathered.
I realized that I didn’t have a rein or a rope and it was up to her if she would come back or not.