As I strode in the moonlit paths, traversing the dim forests of the shadowlands, I glimpsed the silhouettes of giants, the shifting distant forms. I trudged toward the misty, forlorn island, where it would be, where it was. History, the present and the future had become one. I revisited the places I had been, the heights I had once scaled and of the windswept vistas I had the fortune of once savouring.